Look. There. See? There it is again. He’s been doing it for over an hour. I don’t know. I haven’t really noticed a pattern, but I’ve only been paying attention for about fifteen minutes. Huh? He’s doing it with his porch light. On. Off. On. Off. Short. Long. Long. Short. That’s what I thought, but I don’t know enough about Morse code. Do you? I know Michael does. Yeah, he does. He learned that shit when he was in the service. I’ve started writing it down. Man… maybe he’s in trouble. What? Yeah, he probably is just fucking with me.