POINTED TOE BOOTIES

The other night, I was woken up be the sound of the hubs whispering something to me. He sounded pretty serious so I started to sit up to ask him what was wrong. Whack! His arm flew across my chest and knocked my back. I immediately think there must be an murderer in the house. Obviously, he pushed me down because he didn't want the murderer to see me and shoot me. After all, that's the only logical explanation. (Have I mentioned I'm a bit of a scaredy cat who thinks anything unknown is a murderer?). I'm trying to listen for the sounds a killer would make when they've broken into someones house but all I hear is the hubs whispering something over and over again. He...