Red was walking up the large wrap around porch to Dixie's home. It was late into the night but this wasn't the first time he'd come so late, he'd sneak through her windows if he needed, but lately Dixie had been leaving one window unlocked for him to enter through. He heard an owl hoot in the distance as he walked up to his window, to his surprise the window was already open a bit and he could smell the scent of flame from inside. Putting his hands against the glass he lifted it enough that h...