By Tonya Pike
Last night about 8:50 p.m., I heard two men's voices floating up the stairs. I was up reading in bed and A. was watching TV. The voices sounded at first like they were coming from the front porch. I heard A's laughter, so I wasn't too worried. It continued for a few minutes and the voices sounded closer. Sammy, our dog, was barking a bit wildly so I thought I should go down and investigate. Since I was wearing my pajamas, I put on a sweatshirt and headed downstairs.
When I got to the landing I was horrified.