MrBallen

The only thing that could make this moment any better would be if Kem's mother, Cricket, was there.

But, unfortunately, Kem and Cricket were estranged.

Kem wished she could be closer to her mother, but Cricket had a mean streak, and for some reason, she really hated Kurt.

Kem finished her cake and then checked the time and she realized, you know, it was time to go.

So she tapped Kurt on the shoulder as he was speaking to some friends.

They had a lot left to pack tomorrow morning and they had a long drive ahead of them.

So Kem and Kurt made their goodbyes and then headed out of the church holding hands.

The next day was Saturday, May 22nd, and Kem and Kurt spent the first part of the day packing and then the second part driving.

And then finally, at 10.30 p.m.

that night, they pulled their car into the driveway of Kem's two-story house in Bloomington, the home they would now share together.

Kem just sat for a second in the passenger seat while Kurt got out of the car and opened up the trunk.

They had a lot of stuff to carry in, but Kem was just exhausted and frankly didn't feel like doing it quite yet.

So she watched as Kurt went ahead and walked up the front stairs carrying a box and the money tree.

He unlocked the door, he stepped inside, and then a minute later, he came back out empty-handed.

And at that point, you know, Kim sighed and decided she better get out and help too.

Kurt was halfway back down the stairs as Kim grabbed her own box out of the trunk and walked her way into the house, into the foyer of her home.

She put her box down and was about to go back outside and do another trip with Kurt when she paused.

There was something she didn't recognize on the floor of the foyer that had not been there when she had left for Iowa.

Kurt was outside facing away from the house when an intense wave of pressure hit him from behind.

And nearly at the exact same time, this booming sound like some kind of explosion filled his ears.