![]() ![]() I immediately locked the front door and performed a security check of all the doors and windows in the house. I don’t think he was expecting someone else to be in the house or perhaps he assumed my mother was alone since she had been the one to come to the door. His eyes immediately widened and he stumbled back off of the porch and disappeared into the darkness. I made sure he saw the very large firearm I was holding in my right hand. I gently moved my mother out of the way and firmly explained to the man he had the wrong address. My mother still seemed to be bewildered at the whole situation and was trying to ask the stranger what he wanted and who he was looking for. 357 auto from the dresser.Īs I reached the foot of the steps I saw a strange male, repeatedly trying to open the storm door which fortunately, was locked. I quickly returned to my bedroom and grabbed my Sig Sauer. I heard my mother say “You’re not coming in!”as I reached the top of the stairs. I immediately got out of bed and pulled my pants on to see what was happening. Or perhaps the dog heard this stranger, with no intention of knocking on the porch prowling around. I assume the stranger’s knocking at the door had startled the dog and we had all slept through it. In the middle of the night, I was awoken by the sound of my mom’s small dog barking and I heard my mother say, “What’s wrong, you want out?” I listened as she opened her front door and was suddenly surprised by a stranger standing on her stoop. My wife and I had gone to bed in a bedroom upstairs, while my kids were sleeping in yet another bedroom on the second floor. She had this irrational fear of sleeping upstairs, afraid that a middle of the night disaster or home invasion would go unnoticed if she slept on the upper floor. My mother liked to sleep on the couch in the living room. If they’re asking for help (red flag) “OK, I get that you need help, let me call the police right now, and they will be able to assist!” If someone knocks at your door in the middle of the night, do NOT open the door, and ask them what they want. She lived about four hours from where we do, and we often planned visits that allowed us to spend two days or more with her. Told with Francis Ray's trademark emotion and passion, Somebody's Knocking at My Door is a powerful story of betrayal and forgiveness, love and healing.A couple of years ago, when my mother still lived alone and before it became evident that her dementia was worsening, I took my wife and two daughters for an overnight visit. Just exactly how much is her happiness is going to cost her? And yet doubts eventually begin to creep in and she isn't sure which Maurice loves more: her or her money, as his desire for the finer things in life become more and more lavish. Claudette has done her duty to her family and now she wants a little happiness for herself. But she shocks polite society when she marries a man much younger than herself, a man everyone suspects is only after her money. But before she gets all the dirt, she's going to find out a few things about life, men, and forgiveness she thought she already knew.Ĭlaudette Thibodeaux Laurent comes from old New Orleans money and had always adhered to the family code: honor above all else. Which is why she takes great pleasure working at a local strip club, hoping to expose a few naughty little secrets of the community's upstanding men. The beautiful, but down-to-earth Angelique Fleming has always had to fight to get what she wanted in a world dominated by men and she has the chip on her shoulder to prove it. Then she meets a man from her past, Rafe Crawford.a man battling his own demons and keeping his own secrets. But life is much harder than she expected in the Big Easy. ![]() In New Orleans, Kristen believes she now has the opportunity to prove herself and forget a rather disastrous past relationship. Kristen Wakefield grew up the privileged, beloved daughter and sister of a wealthy family.yet she felt eclipsed by the achievements of her older brother, Adam, a renowned neurosurgeon. ![]()
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