My wife and I worked in close suburbs. As we had only one old car, we used to pick up each other from work. That day it was my turn. As soon as I parked the car, my wife jumped out of the car and wanted to enter the home with enthusiasm. She missed it during work hours. Unfortunately, she started screaming in less than a minute and ran back out of the house when I was still packing my bag from the car. I thought she hurt herself. I asked what happened, but her cryptic words did not register in my mind. She was in shock. Finally, I heard her poignant voice saying, “they broke into our home.”