When I first read the story and posted it, I thought it was burglary related since her family owned the funeral home and was fairly wealthy. However, after reading it and read, "no forced entry, not related to a burglary, and he knew the family," I think you are right. It is still hard to believe that you know someone and see someone every day for nearly 10 years and just never know what is going on inside their head. Bizarre!!!
Now, I'm more perplexed. The next time I have a contractor in, do I stay or do I leave? Most of the time, I'm here by myself or with the boys when that takes place. Everyone from appliance repair folks, exterminators, plumbers, etc and anyone in between. Once I was cooking dinner and the door bell rang. It was the fruitloop (crackhead) who worked at the mechanic's shop where my son had his car worked on earlier in the week. He knew the address from a conversation at the repair shop. I had told the owner we were looking for a good used car. He just shows up here one evening to tell me he knows where a good used car is for sale. I was at the stove and one of the boys just opened the door before I could stop them. I was super uncomfortable with it. I went in to see the owner the next day and told him and a police officer about it at the same time. He never bothered me again, but I just couldn't believe the man thought it was OK to just show up here.