A SMOKING BURGLAR?

So - A worried mother finds a cigarette butt in her toilet. She calls her trusted friend in a state of panic, claiming somebody broke into her house and smoked a cigarette and left. Nothing was stolen. Nothing was moved. Nothing was touched. The mother was worried beyond belief. She tells the trusted friend the brand of the cigarette. The friend asks her if she was sure that it wasn't her daughter's. The daughter who goes to an American University was home for Christmas only a week before. The mother adamantly states that her daughter does not smoke. To this day, she still claims and worries about the smoking burglar. This "Blindness" is exactly what my novel "The End of the Dark and Stormy Night" is about. It is interesting how people would rather put their faith in a smoking burglar than what may be the obvious explanation.