I rolled off the bed and hid between the bed and the dresser.
—Lorna Zaber
I was afraid I was going to be shot dead and I wasn’t remembering features.
I could hear people choking on blood in the front room and D.J. flopping around and David groaning.
Most were upstanding citizens who you wouldn’t think did drugs.
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