“What happened?” Paula asked.“Well from what I get, she was driving home and at the S curve someone took two shots at her. I’m glad to say tha...t your car got the worst of it.”“My car?” Elizabeth asked.“Yea, sorry mom but they shot out the driver window.”“Is that how she got cut?” Elizabeth asked noticing that her arm was bleeding. As she got a washcloth and band-aid she thought out loud.“Who in the world would do something like this? Jamie what have we done that has caused all this?”“I don’t. The sunlight starts to shine in from underneath the curtains illuminating the room, along with the absence of any other noises during the night we feel a little more safe and just confident enough to crawl out of bed and go about our daily life.We are both concerned and want to find out what the loud noises we heard during the night were, the door to the small upstairs storage room is wide open even though I remember closing it after the other night and the events of the creaking floorboards so. "Too much effort," she mumbled quietly, curling her arm around Jack's chest. He stirred, whether from her touch or her soft-spoken words, she couldn't be sure which."I love you, Jack," she whispered, nestling into the crook of his arm.Her hand gently stroked his chest hairs, while her brain tried to recall the events from earlier this evening. The fog of that memory was heavy. Ugh, how much had she drunk?She recalled dancing at the Bounty Lounge with her best friend, Shelly, and then--Holy. After I finished with my lawyer, I went in search of Marla, the friendly neighborhood Combat Wizard. I wanted her thoughts on something. I tracked her down in the old machine shed of the farmhouse. She was fascinated by everything."Marla? Could you give me your thoughts on something?" I asked her."Sure, what's the problem?" she asked curiously.I let it all pour out. About my seemingly stupid mistakes, and my not being able to think things through. I told her what my job had been, prior to my.