Write four lines of prose that have something to do with: lying in wait.
Worked the 4 to 9 closing shift at the community centre this evening. Bit of a hectic start, but things eventually settled down. Even managed to get out of there pretty close to on time.
This morning I finished filing our taxes, so hurray for that. Still hate the process but I think I might be getting faster at doing them now.
After lunch I went to pick up some packages from the States and grabbed some groceries on the way home. Then I got back home and... well, that's where our tale begins.
I parked outside the gate, since I had to leave for work in about half an hour, and brought the groceries in. I went right back out to get the packages out of the trunk and decided to carry all three large boxes in one go because I'm a guy.
As I was passing back through the gate I heard something behind me and I turned to find... two deer heading straight for me and the open gate.
I kicked the gate shut, they ran off down the street while I laughed... but now I feel like I need to keep a close eye out whenever I leave the gate open, even for less than a minute.