Last year our home was burglarized while we were away, so we installed security cameras—some visible outside and a few discreet ones inside the house. We rarely checked them.
One afternoon around 3 p.m., while I was bored at work, I opened the app just to pass the time. A notification showed motion detected in the bedroom, so I tapped that camera first.
Jake works from home. That morning he had kissed me goodbye and joked, “Love you. Don’t let those idiots at work annoy you today.”
The bedroom video loaded.
And I saw my husband walk into the room.
Walk.
Not struggling. Not pulling himself along furniture.
He simply walked in.
