Signs of Life
A dense fog had begun to roll in, making it difficult to see more than an inch in front of your nose. Living on a mountain: the advent of fog so suddenly like this made driving a nightmare, too dangerous if one didn't know the roads by heart. Lights could only penetrate so deep into the gloom. It was already sunset. During the autumn months evening came early In distant locales like this finding consistent light along the roadside was a blessing. It was why traveling alone in on the road was dangerous. Every so often one found a hitchhiker in the woods, attacked by a mountain lion, or fallen off a steep step unseen in the shadow.