sparkeymat
Plinker
I've been working nights for about a week and my wife decided to go to the store one morning after I got home. She took our older daughter but left the baby home figuring I could sleep while she napped. I was laying her down and I thought I heard the front door open, I usualy loxk it but wanted to get the paper after I put the baby down. I gently closed the baby room door and crept toward the stairs. At this point I could hear foot steps on the main floor. I drew my weapon and asked "Who is in my house?" No response. I asked 2 more times who was there and received no answer. I worked my way down the stairs and into the office were I heard the foot steps. As I made the corner with gun level in front of me I realised it was my brother. He had stopped by because my wife needed some help the night before but he didn't get the mesage until that morning. I explained to him how important it was for him to answer me when I asked who it was in my house. I'm pretty sure he learned a valuble lesson that day.