A friday night in September
It has been seven years and 23 days to be precise, it gives me jitters even now thinking about it. It was a Friday night. Not any Friday, a special one..Hubby and I were looking forward to fly out to Fiji to celebrate our 5 th wedding anniversary. I had a mini performance (I used to learn classical Vocal) for a small group that evening after work. So our plan was to come back home after the performance and change before we drive to airport. Since our flight was at late night, it was no pressure. We had plenty of time to catch the flight after the performance. Living in this City/home for past 4 years, we never once felt unsafe or need for safety measures like alarm system in the house. Once before this Friday, I remember our garage was open for whole day and never once it striked me that an intruder could get in to the house. <Mistake no #1> The good experiences from past made us take safety for granted ...