Upon my return to the house, I saw that the ladder leading up to the attic had been pulled down. At that moment, I overheard someone telling my son, “Put this in Mom’s bag.”
In the midst of the day, I sneaked home to grab my tablet, anticipating that the house would be peaceful and devoid of any activity. There is no noise, and there is no turmoil; it is just a brief visit before everyone goes back to work. But as soon as I went inside, I became