The horrors of the Inquisition are nothing compared to the fates your mind can imagine for your loved ones

One of those terrible visions came to meI think they are reserved exclusively for husbands and fathersof the picture window blowing in with a low hard coughing sound and sending jagged arrows of glass into my wife s bare stomach, into my boy s face and neck. I grabbed them both hard and jerked them away. We went downstairs. Ten minutes later, as the final squall peaked, there was a splintering crash from upstairsthe picture window. So maybe my vision earlier hadn t been so crazy after all.