930pm,tonight. I am in the living room and Super D is in a bedroom at one far end of the house.
While on the couch with no obvious reason as to why, I hear a muffled man's voice at the end of the house near the garage entry to the house/other bedrooms. I wait a heart beat to make sure I heard what I heard. Once verified I run from the couch to the bedroom where Super D is, grab a pistol and flashlight and run to the other end of the house. Gun up and ready. Eyes and ears alert and searching.
I am in the hallway near the garage passage door to the house, lights on. The bedroom right there is dark. I still hear the voice. So I'm silent and just scanning but confused as to what I'm hearing now that I'm close to the source of the male voice. Which still isn't very clear in its source/location.
And then I recognize it but just don' understand what's going on. But I now know all is well. When Super D went to bed she turned on an audio book on her phone. It connected to a bluetooth speaker in her aqua aerobics teaching bag at the other end of the house. The voice I hear of a man in the house, it was an audio book narrator.
No 911 call. No yelling to "get out of my house!" No confrontation or shots fired. Just my quick, silent, assertive reaction to an audible "intruder".
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