oops if you are just starting this tale you have to go to the post just before this

Okay I don't know what happened but if your starting to read this you have to go to the one before it make more since not that it's going to make since. I remind you again the content is going to be strange and unusual. As I was saying what is a person to do. I try to gain my composure to go be with family. taking pizza and trying to act normal as we could for the boys or for all of us it was a time that seams so surreal is that the right word like your watching a movie but is real in my travels to bountiful (not knowing that Pete was on his way to the new hospital good thing) but as I got in the car I realize I could cry and scream out as I pleased and no one would care so as I approached downtown slc I was prompted to pray for Pete with every being of my body and I thought what a more appropriate place than close to the temple of God My plees for Pete that all the power of heaven be with him as an army to go to him to battle for his life I also ask for myself that I be bond up in the armor of God to give me the strength to battle what had to be in front of us all. So thankful I asked for that armor because I had no earthly idea of what lay ahead of me. As I returned home that evening with Pete given 2% chance talked to Jen and thought it was time for bed but before doing so I had gone outside as I did I heard something coming from the front of the house then two hispanic guys go running by me in our yard I thought thats weird and not right bad feelings again as I had told Jeff the day before it was 7:34 I tried to call Jeff but he didn't answer so I fell asleep on the couch in front of the TV until 11 pm when I heard a knock at the the door not wanting to wake up I try to not hear it but I think it was a help me I heard that got me awake but then I heard the person go upstairs. again the overwhelming feeling something is not right upstairs in the house so I get up to check things out not going upstairs but outside I observe the following 1st the renter running out the house on his phone yelling for help I JUST FUCKED UP he was saying thats weird go back in the house go back out to look again when I heard thuds coming down the outside stairs see renter dragging a big duffle bag out of the house with all his might with a weird roundness about it that made me think body. now I know something is not right upstairs I call Jeff get Nellie telling her what is happening guy pacing in and out call after call for someone to help him. not knowing what to do I just kept watch when I knew he was in I went out this had been going on at least 20 mins on the last trip out I noticed about a 3 foot piece of duct tape covered in blood yes dripping in blood never in all my life had I seen such a thing of course I had already picked it up before I realize what I had my hand on I screamed Nellie screamed for Jeff he would tell me to call 911 I would say no that is not what I want to deal with after he said it about the 3rd time I knew I must make this call even if I was afraid they would think I was stupid they did not think that in fact they stayed there with me till the police arrived needless to say the guy got away just as the police arrive his dad I guess came to his rescue when the poloce arrived they asked if I knew I had a broken window no I did not as I took them in the house we started to find blood through out the house we went up stairs to his room finding his door busted in bed moved in front of the door with one spent bullet casing on the bed by one other bullet it was at this time they asked me to leave and every time I would come back they would ask me to leave again not nice I thought the step dad of the renter had showed up wanting to know what happened that is what I'ld like to know and didn't any of this people care when I would say I don't need to be dealling with this or I don't want to be dealling with this my son in law was given 2% chance to live this is not what I'm to be doing now I need to think of him they got the stepdad to call the renter he would not cooperate with them to come back to see that he was safe beings we had been told by renter that he had been beating up by some guys I do know that the police had names and numbers detectives in my house for 4-5 hours my house was more or less a crime scene as the next days went by more things came to surface things like his mother told me he was mixed up in the mexi mafia they had been after him but thought he was in a safe place our house I guess you can run but you can't hide one renter in the front had notice hispanics all around our house and yard for hours that night I guess when he got home he was jumpped in the back they took his keys to car and room he got in the house I guess fighting for his life fight went from kitchen when one renter thought he would go out and break it up until he heard someone say you have a gun shoot me he got scared and left as did the girl in the front he said he heard the fight go to the living room where the window got broke then it went up stairs with renter busting in his door of his room to the safety of his gun he moved the bed in front of the door but the fight continued in his room I'm told it was a loud brutal sounding fight that had everyone hiding behind locked doors until the police arrived and questioned them from what I understand it just kind of quit with running down the stairs. Now I've just slept through all of this if I would of heard it I probably would of went upstairs and got hurt. other pieces to the puzzle I do know after 11 he was washing his bedding why are you doing this his girlfriend took it days later I had noticed the windows open up in the laundry room but waited for the police before I looked bedding off his bed was being washed with the windows open after googling his name found out he had a traffic violation in may ran when pulled over he was caught and charged with pills package to sell and 16 grams of cocaine why was he rent from us???????not sure. we found his drug log 2 to 3 pages of names items sold and money owed this guys was not doing small deals so with that thought maybe he was dragging about 135 lbs of dope out of here and not some little dead Mexican the thing is the police don't tell you a thing the only thing they said was we had an incident that was drug related no shit Sherlock anyway it is so funny how life is and all it felt as if I had to go battle satan him self for I was bond up in the armor of God just fighting to my left and fighting right in what ever battle was thrown in front of me but he didn't trick me this time to turn away from the one and only God we have because in all of that my whole being said I had to be fighting for Pete which I kept that up the whole time as I had to deal with other things at hand. I just hope that the next full moon goes much smoother than this one. and in the end all is well all is well. okay again I feel better to get that out whee the tales of Kathys life anyone want to write a book??????I've got alot more of life's journeys