The Almost Sneak Peak
I’m not the window washer, I’m the person on the opposite side of the glass. I was at the gynecologist for my annual visit, just waiting for my doctor to walk in. I’m sitting there with no clothes from my waist down in the chair with my feet in the stirrups. The chair was facing the window and suddenly, I see ropes and men coming up to the next floor. I froze in fear, just watching as they came up. Luckily the receptionist ran into the room and closed the blinds just before they could look in.