My husband James suddenly announced he was volunteering for late-night community patrols, three nights a week. I was proud, thinking he was helping keep our town safe.At first, everything seemed normal.
He’d leave at 9:30, kiss me goodbye, and come home just before dawn. I even bragged to my sister about his dedication. But something felt… off. James hated leaving the house at night, and now he couldn’t wait to head out.
