This past Saturday, we were sitting, it was about 6pm, and we live in, I would say — I guess — how would you describe it? Like a semi-rural area? So, it’s near a big city, and the houses are pretty spread apart, like maybe a quarter mile between a lot of the houses, so, we know many of our neighbors. And anyway, we’re sitting there, I’m having dinner with my mom, my husband’s giving my child a bath, and we suddenly hear this really, really loud noise. And we’ve been playing around with, there’s this piece of — I don’t know how to describe it. It’s like a trim piece basically, but it’s like an architectural thing that goes over doors. Like, it’s like a design kind of wooden thing, and we’d been putting it over certain doors, and like talking about it before my child’s bath, and when I heard that noise, I thought it had just fallen. Like, I thought my husband had essentially leaned it up on a piece of trim above a door and then it just had fallen.
So, I’m like looking around for it, I can’t find it anywhere. Everyone in the house heard the noise and was like, “What is that?” And I like look over and I see that trim piece on the counter, so I’m like, “Well, what in the world?” And as I’m doing this, both my mom and I are like, “I’m pretty certain I heard glass snap, and I’m pretty certain it came from over here.” So, I, uh, I open my husband’s office door and suddenly realize that there is a bullet hole in that window.
So obviously feeling very, very concerned, I told my husband like, “Someone just shot our house.” And he realized the neighbors had been shooting like quite a ways away, like a quarter mile away earlier in the day, and he thought he heard it before, like earlier, just moments before. So he ran over there to say, “Stop shooting,” and they were already inside the house. And this is within like three minutes of this happening. So, pretty certain they knew or suspected they hit the house to like have, you know, packed it in and gotten inside so quick.
Um, and when it happened, my husband’s from kind of up north Michigan. Like, I don’t know, it’s just a different culture in a way, like they just kind of handle things themselves. So, his initial reaction is, like, “We don’t need to involve the police, like, we’ll just like sort this out.” And when I saw that the bullet had traveled through the window and was lodged two inches into our trim, making it very clear to me that if anyone had been there, they would be dead. And that’s a place, a room that we are often in. Honestly, if I hadn’t been giving — if my husband hadn’t been giving my child a bath, I would have been, and he would have been in the office working ‘cause he often has to work late.