Protection and Preservation Book 01Chapter 18
[West Georgia] The rest of our trip was fairly quick and without incident. We dropped off Uncle Jack. We drove up to our house and found Ed's truck outside and the front door open. That wasn't good. Dad, Shirley and I went in with drawn pistols. In the living room, Mom was tied to a chair with a welt on the side of her head. I could hear rhythmic grunting from the guest room. Shirley went to Mom and started to untie her. Dad and I stealthily went down the hall to the guest room. Ed and...