Burglarized, Chapter Eight

The bond hearing was uneventful. Everyone I met at the detention center was polite and friendly. My purse was locked in my car, but my cell phone had to be handed over. The nice man with a uniform waved that wand thing over me; felt a little strange. They probably...

Burglarized, Chapter Seven

It’s been about ten days since our home was burglarized. Leaving my house with no one here to keep anĀ  eye on things has been a struggle. The queasy stomach has slowly passed but I still get very upset when I talk about it. When will I be at peace in a place...