It's midnight and I'm home alone ... again.

Only 30 minutes ago, we had climbed into bed together. We were both tired after a long day at work. He's spent 12 hours at his "other job" as a contractor building homes and I've spent a long day at the newspaper, dealing with the endless dramas there.

I had just snuggled into his arms, letting myself enjoy the cool summer air blowing through an open window. Country living has its benefits, and hearing only the crickets outside was one of… Continue