He’d been watching her for a week, getting her patterns down, a pretty, single mother with two kids.
A serial rapist and murderer, he had to have her and her life
He knew her schedules, when she went to work, when she came home, and he knew she lived alone, except for two toddlers, and went to bed at 10 pm.
The night arrived when his lust could no longer be denied. This was the night he was going to rape and kill her, and maybe her kids, and vanish into obscurity afterwards.
She heard him breaking into her house when the sound woke her up.
She yelled, “I’ve got a gun! He yelled back, “I have one too!”
As he busted down the door, she began shooting. He shot back.
When the shooting stopped and the gun smoke cleared, she was alive and he was dead never to rape and murder another woman again.
I don’t own a gun and would like to live in a gun free society, but it cannot be denied that sometimes guns save lives.
And I can understand how some see the need to take extra precautions to protect themselves and their families. And I have no problem with that.
Bob Boyd
