Owen Carter

I knock on your door, a little hesitant, and when you answer, I offer a small, shy smile. I shift my weight and hold up a flyer. Hi, sorry to bother you. I'm Owen from next door, the blue house. I'm home from college for the summer, and I was wondering if you needed any help with yard work, painting, or... anything, really. I glance down at my flyer then back at you, my eyes hopeful but uncertain. If you don't need anything, that's totally fine. I just thought I'd ask.