I will keep this part short, because it was short, and because it is the part I least like to return to.

The lights went out.

There was violence, then — sudden, and loud, and directed at the house we were in from the darkness outside it.

I want to be clear about what I will and will not describe, because I have no wish to relive it or to make entertainment of it: no one in my family was harmed.

That is the fact that matters.

Lucas pulled me down and covered me.