He thought about going back indoors and turning on the air conditioning,but that was expensive,and he liked the soothing sound of the night insects.Remembering he had some citronella candles somewhere in the garden shed,he thought he’d light a few of them to keep the bugs at bay.With enough moonlight to see by,Brock walked down the garden path in his bare feet,slapping at the occasional mosquito bite.He’d always had the misfortune of being particularly attractive to the bugs.
Eventually finding the candles and a box of matches in the third place he looked,Brock exited the shed.