A Mystery to be Solved

Someone has been very clever.

When I walked out of my apartment this morning--late for church, naturally--I found paper hearts plastered all over my windshield.

Somebody gave me a heart attack.

My sisters, the most likely suspects, have denied any involvement in this "terrorist" act.

There are a few clues that will lead me to the identity of this person. 1) They have read this blog. 2) They know my car. 3) They know that I sometimes go by the alias "the Bear." 4) They know where I live, or went out of their way to discover my address. 5) They like Lord of the Rings. 6) They are 99.9% likely to be a she.

Cue Mission Impossible music.