Many of the properties that surrounded the lake were vacation rentals which families would lease for a short duration to use up half their vacation time they had saved up for the year. It was getting closer to autumn and less of the properties were occupied as most childeren where back in school and less people made it out to the lake. Aldo though had noticed lights on at night in a home across the lake from his and assumed someone was still around.
When the replacement window finally arrived, Aldo made a trip around the lake early in the evening to search for the home across from his. From the road, he could see most of the lake houses that he drove by. They were dark and closed to the world around them, knowing they were to abandoned for another season. When he did find the house it was easy to pick out, all the lights were on inside casting beams of light to the surrounding yard. It was a modest home, small in size with probably only enough space for one or two people. Old wood siding with paint peeling and flaking enclosed the entire exterior. A rusty metal roof sat atop the walls and announced the age of the building. A wrap-around porch continued to the back side of the house and formed a large balcony that overhung the hillside with broad views of the lake. Aldo parked his car and from where he sat he could see his lake house across the water and the nearly complete workshop beyond that.
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