CHANGE OF HEART...

I step back (take a deep breath) and I look into her eyes and see the woman who I fell in love with, the woman who I shed tears for as she walked down the aisle to become (my wife), MRS. CURTIS L. MANN III, the woman who I knew I would spend the rest of my life with. I begin to feel my eyes water as I form the words ”I love you baby and no matter what the outcome, I’m willing to…” I stop and look up because I hear noises *the type of noises the floor makes when bodies shift weight* coming from the master bedroom upstairs, when I hear it again my eyes dart at her and she quickly looks away – MANN, that’s when it hits me, that wasn’t a “passionate kiss”, that was a kiss to divert my attention away from what truly was going on in the house. I start for the stairs, when she yells, “He’s coming!” I get halfway up and immediately stop when two crucial thoughts pop into my head, 1. I don’t know who is up there and why they are in my house and 2. What they may be looking for is probably on the kitchen table. By the time I finish the thought, she is frantically running up the stairs behind me, so I act like I trip & let her run past me, I wait a second then hurry back into the kitchen, pick up the box & swoop the key, envelope, iPHONE & most of the styrofoam into it in one motion, then proceed to hide the box in the oven, without thinking I quickly turn it on then head to the base of the stairwell where I hear multiple quivering voices barely above a whisper, but the only voice I recognize is my wife’s. Voice 1: ”Girl, I thought you said he wasn’t going to be here!” MRS: “Well obviously he is so something must have happened” voice 2: “Well we didn’t find none of the stuff you was talking about…” voice 1: “Forget all that how are we going to get out of here, and what are we going to do when he comes up here?” [SILENCE] From what I can make out, there are 3 shook females upstairs in my bedroom. Now I’m feeling confident so I’m on my way upstairs when I stop dead in my tracks and ask myself, "DID I TURN THE OVEN ON!?" Naaah, I couldn't have been that stupid to turn on the oven but just to be safe I rush back in the kitchen and the closer I got to the oven I could see that little red ‘on’ light – so yeah I guess I am stupid. Anyway I turn it off, open the oven and luckily the box and its contents were still intact (it had only been in there 3 minutes tops) - I put the box down when, *BAM*BAM*BAM* 3 car doors slam, [screech *BOOM* screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeech] I run to the living room window and see they have backed out the driveway hit my car and dipped. From what I can gather, they apparently jumped out the 2nd story bedroom window – I can’t help but laugh out loud at the mental picture that keeps replaying in my head – but forget them for now. I go back into the kitchen so I can finally find out what's in this box, but most importantly the envelope with the BIG red letters that reads “OPEN IMMEDIATELY”, so without wasting any more time I open the envelope and inside is a note and about 20 photos…