A toddler in an emotionally explosive and unstable family has her leg amputated. In spite of significant hurdles, she powers through to become a successful career woman and equally successful single parent.
Wendy Sura Thomson is a 5-star author of Summon the Tiger, The Third Order, The Man from Burnt Island, and Postcards from the Future (as a contributing author.) She has several more works underway. She lives in Michigan with her beloved Setters and covets sipping coffee outdoors first thing in the morning, rain or shine., listening to the waterfall and the birds and watching [often with amusement] the pups explore.
I have always considered my home my fortress. When that fortress is breached, it causes a constant uncomfortable feeling. On the bright side, nothing permanently damaging happened, and the experience gave me insight into myself - I never consciously realized I thought of my home as a fortress before it was breached.
We can find out things about ourselves in the most unusual places.
Summon the Tiger
I knew he was breaking into my house when I was at work – things were moved, things started going missing. Like the silver tableware my grandmother gave me, and a laptop computer. I had never given him a key, but I figured he had copied one. So I called up a locksmith and was home one afternoon, folding laundry in the bedroom while the locks were being re-keyed in the front. I heard a noise from the bedroom deck – there was an enclosed deck off the master bedroom, totally encircled by six-foot bushes. I heard a noise, and right then I just knew it was him – and this was how he was breaking in. But I didn’t know exactly how he was doing it, so I quietly waited – the blinds were drawn, so he had no idea I was home. He had figured out there was enough clearance between the top channel and the door that he could lift up the door – and that door weighed a ton – lift up the door high enough that the latch would clear the locking mechanism. He simply lifted up the door. Once I saw how he was getting in, I went over and yanked open the blinds. That man cleared the railing and the bushes and tore off. I put paint sticks on the tops of the sliders until I could arrange for all five window walls to be replaced with sliders that had metal rods that went up and down into the frame when the handle locked.