silent night

"It's a quiet, friendly place, here. I never heard anything at all," the neighbor told the reporter. Someone at his shoulder, agreed.
"It's darn friendly-like, peaceful."
In the middle of the yard was a fully decorated Christmas tree that looked like
it had been tossed from the front door. Shards of ornaments sparkled in the snow. It was only the first week of December.
Yellow police tape wrapped the yard.
The reporter pressed the neighbors to talk about the parents, about the two children.
The camera zoomed in for a close-up of the smashed angel with missing wings.