Confrontation
As I got home from work and walked into the living room, I sensed something was different. Usually, my wife Megan, would greet me, even if she was in the kitchen, or upstairs...but the house seemed so silent. It was out of the ordinary, and I felt a little bit---uneasy."Hey! I'm home!" I called out. But there was no reply.I went to the kitchen to see if Megan was there, but she wasn't; and so I took the back stairs up to our bed room, with every intention of taking a quick shower. However, as I...