With heavy rain falling outside, our military family chose to stay in and enjoy a cozy Friday night at home. Fixing a bowl of buttery popcorn and filling our cups with bubbly soda, we made our nest in the family room to watch a movie. Noticing the puddle of water forming on the floor, my husband was drawn to the corner of the room to inspect the area, where he found a steady dripping leak. As he reached up to lightly touch the suddenly stained ceiling, a large portion of soggy drywall came flopping down onto the bookshelf below. While rushing over to rescue our books and mementos, I exclaimed, “Better call the landlord!”