The Dark at the Top of the Stairs

Oh, sounds so mysterious and threatening doesn't it?  But sadly it's a tale of irresponsibility and harassment.  And pure stupidity.  It goes something like this.  The Saturday before Thanksgiving, my husband and I were awakened by loud crashing noises upstairs.  Like luggage being drug up the stairs.  Having had weeks of construction going on upstairs … Continue reading The Dark at the Top of the Stairs