“That’s OK, I don’t think he’ll be back,” said Lisle, who emptied one .357 revolver at the intruder before she retrieved a second one and he crashed through another window to flee.
“I was trying to miss my furniture. Priorities, right?” Lisle said. . . .
The bleeding intruder ran across the street and tried to hot-wire a motorcycle, but its owners, already armed to come to Lisle’s aid, chased off the would-be thief, she said.
She said one of the men yelled after the retreating burglar: “And that’s just our womenfolk.”
Heh.