Early morning prayer - short story inspired by a true story

she woke up with a start. she was sure she heard a 'thud'. she lay perfectly still. 'creak'. oh God, please, let it not be a burglar. she had heard stories of break-ins happening in the neighb0rhood. the tv show said that two thirds of all burglaries happened when people were home. God, let it not be a burglar. images of the garage door, front door and patio door ran through her mind. all locked. the basement door ! she has been asking her husband for months to install a latch for that door. please, Lord, let it not be a burglar. It was 6:01 am. Her husband stirred and then sat up. "can u go downstairs and check, I heard something" - she said. "Ah ! noises downstairs " - he scoffed even while yawning. "you and your weird imagination! a man has other things to do in the morning. " He walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. She heard another 'creak' distinctly from downstairs. God, let it be a burglar.