In the early morning, before sunrise, we had rocks on the windows again so I called the sheriff’s dispatch to report it – just the other day when a sheriff was here, he went with me next door to the neighbor’s house, and found the back master bedroom door unlocked – this whole thing is so very unnerving.

So far after 23 days – this case has still not turned in to a felony stalking case (it will become one, but hasn’t yet),  Morgan is still sleeping in our closet, and now her back is killing her.  Steve and I are hyper-vigilant of every noise, every inconsistency, and leery of every person in the neighborhood.

It has been suggested to us by the patrol officers that we shouldn’t discuss what is going on with our neighbors, the reasoning was not to tip off the stalker, who they think is one of our neighbors. This goes against everything my intuition is telling me.  I feel very strongly that if everyone in the whole area knew what was going on then there would be more eyes and ears helping us.  We have been in this valley since the 70’s and I know how protective families are of each other… now things may have changed a bit, but I think this stalker could have already been caught if we had just told everyone, taken out an ad, even put up posters all around the neighborhood, anything except keeping silent about this.  I just didn’t see how silence was going to help, and I regret it even more now, but I was too trusting, and I really believed that law enforcement had more knowledge and experience with this than we did.  So we always followed their advice.

Then it occurred to me that of course the neighbors had to know something was going on – they could see Garfield County sheriff department vehicles coming and going all the time in our small neighborhood.  Before this I could count on one hand how many times I had seen a deputy vehicle here – in six years – no wonder we were getting strange stares from people.  They just hadn’t decided to ask about it yet.

Now the lock on one of our back sliding glass doors was suddenly broken, and we couldn’t lock the door anymore.  This was on the door we usually used to go in and out of…the other sliding glass door we hardly ever used.  Steve immediately went to the hardware store in the morning and bought a new lockset and replaced the broken lock. Is this just a coincidence that we have now had to replace two locks? To this very day we are not sure if it was just a coincidence, but how often do you have two locks broken in the same week on your house?

None of us had a very good night of sleep last night, or tonight – and were definitely  not expecting what we would see between 4:45 – 5:00 am on the 25th!

Morgan ordered her books for the next semester, she’s waited until the last second again, and I have to pay extra to get them in time – how I wish I could be paying extra right now to get her books in time . . . miss you so much honey, I wish I was paying for classes, books, school supplies, all of it again this year, because that would mean you were still here with us.

Click here to read about the 24th day of Morgan’s stalking https://morgansstalking.com/?p=765