no. i was going into shock. hyperventilating. murder in her sleep. it was a crime of rage. where would investigators start? an ex-boyfriend? there were some stories about a jilted lover. her new tenants? they were a couple that had been pushed over the edge. her old friend? [inaudible] there is no way that she saw what she said she saw. the real killer would stun them all. took my world and just flip it upside down. we were all wrong! everybody was wrong in this case. [inaudible] oh my god. a cold night. february 2014. 9-1-1 colors can also be hysterical. this one was all but in comprehensible. i thought my s friend in the closet. she is dead. but then, the sort of thing does not happen to people like the one now lying dead in the closet. she is dead! [inaudible] and certainly not in this zip code. you don t see many homicides here. but there are moments where no person is safe. no person. not this victim. not her securely pampe
tells a story. in the long line of private jets parked and waiting for their well heeled owners to come down from the mountainside chalets. there, beginner castles. as the late nancy used to call it. half playfully, of course. these were her friends. as where the passing tourists and ski bums. and bus boys. and just about everybody. mary mets nancy when they were both teenagers. you cannot come to this town without meeting nancy. come on? really everybody met her at one point or another. i have never known another person like her. joyful and a outsized personality and all of that that she was. she had a very deep and soulful connection to the world. some special sauce in nancy. and when she smiled? there were just pure radiance. it was just beaming.