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The other one of the paperweights was always on Dad’s desk from that time forward. The paperweight is one reason I knew that Dad had protected us. Now it is mine, put away in one of the boxes of his things crammed into my upstairs closet.
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Dad slept in the nude, thus he was wearing no clothing when he shot the intruder. “Honey, can you bring me some pants?” he called to Mom after the intruder was on the kitchen floor and Mom had let him know the sheriff was on the way.
My sister and I slept through the breaking glass, the gunshots, and the sheriff taking the intruder away to the veterans’ mental hospital; we heard nothing.
