A Young Wife’s Tale

It was fun for awhile. We got a pretty good amount of kids, and most of them were with their parents. As it got darker, the time between knocks on the door increased. About nine o’clock, several boys in their early teens came to the door. Our front door had a glass panel, so it was easy to see who was there. I opened the door, and a young man pointed a gun at me and pulled the trigger.