The Story of a Meter Reader

I entered the back door like I did so many months before. This time something was different. There was a light on in the basement. At the bottom, a ragged looking dog was staring back up at me. It was the same dog I had heard during my first visit. Then I noticed something else. Behind the dog, I could see a pair of bare feet. But it didn't matter. I should have left right then, but I didn't. And I shakily called out, meet a reader and started to make my descent. As I made my way down, more of him was revealed. He looked to be middle aged. His head was shaved and his eyes

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