around them.
As for Kelsie, she stopped approaching us.
We didn’t try to embarrass her publicly, and we didn’t spread stories about what had happened beyond what was necessary to explain the investigation.
We wanted our home back.
We wanted to walk into our driveway without wondering whether someone had been there during the night.
And, eventually, we did.
The morning the garage finally stayed white
About six weeks after the first incident, Toby and I stood in the driveway watching the sun rise over the rooftops.
The garage door
