“I said, ‘Who are you?’ He stood and looked at me and I yelled, like bloody murder yelled,” Morton said.
Her husband heard her cries from the other room.
“So, I ran to the closet, grabbed a gun,” Tim Morton said. “I had him at gunpoint. He immediately dropped to the floor, laid down. Then he jumps back and walks toward me, screaming, ‘Shoot me! Shoot me!’”
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