Violation
Violation By Michele Nylons I have been home from work for over an hour, I lift my head from the brief that I have been reading by the light of a desk-lamp. The room is full of shadows. I look at the antique clock on the mantle and see it is approaching eight o’clock and I look over at the window, it is dark out. I close the file on my desk and then close the curtains in the study. I go from room to room closing all of the curtains, double checking to make sure there isn’t a chink or breach...