" I could see the outline of the cage coming into sight.
“It’s so beautiful out today,” she commented.
“It is.” I started to sweat.
“Do you need a hand?” She could see the trap breaking the water.
“No, I’m good,” I said, clearing my throat.
“Oh, that stinks. It’s empty.”
“Oh well. No loss.” Maybe I didn’t have to do this now. Maybe she wouldn’t see the box, and I could just pull up the traps I had set earlier today. She didn’t have to know.