“Did you find it?” Jaime heard her husband Patrick calling from down below. “Not yet, I can barely see up here! Could you pass up the flashlight?” Jaime blindly reached down the hole connecting their attic to the second floor walk-in closet. She waved her hand impatiently until she brushed up against something hard and metallic. “Thank you!” she shouted cheerfully down to Patrick as she grabbed the flashlight. She turned...