december 1st, 2011, one o those days that make teeth chatter, joyce creek, rod, damp dismal. by then 21 years old was there in the end of his glas insulation shop at washington. half a mile north of spoke can when s phone messaged. it was from logan logan, his younger sister a school i remember she said i m cold, come pick-me-up. but where was their mother? wasn t she supposed to be there? austin dutifully trooped aroun to collect his sibling, as the cold gray afternoon darkened i couldn t take her to my mom s house because no one answered the phone and i had n way to get and so i just too them to my dad s house where i
alone, but decided to postpone telling him that the affair was over. what was that discussion like with gilberto? what did you tell him? holidays are here. we have all these kids. like, we can t, you know. after the holidays. he s was like, okay. i ll wait for your decision. you know? do you think he knew? hindsight, i think he knew probably by my body language. and just him knowing they as well as he did, that he was losing me. that night, linda felt she and tom are back on track. i remember coming upstairs and pick-me-up and their me on the bed. tickling me. i think we both just felt like there was light at the end of this tunnel. this is the old us. we re happy and silly. and we will get through this, you know? the next morning, tom was dead. and investigators were now learning details about his complicated personal life. a bit of a soap opera going on here.
her friends. that s just an amazing story. cheyenne, i am really curious, what is your thinking? what is your state of mind when you ve got back home that afternoon after the attack? and, how did your parents respond? after having experienced the most traumatic experience of my life being the youngest participant on that bloody sunday march, it was a traumatic experience. very devastating being, in particular being a child it was devastating for the adults. the courageous foot shoulders and the freedom fighters. definitely it was very devastating for me. i remember running home trying to make my way home that day from that experience. the late hose out williams pick-me-up. my eyes were burning from the tear gas. by little feet were still galloping in his arms.
suddenly be sold on craig s list including their kids. still they say locking them up would only perpetuate harm, but they don t say to whom, because it s murderers, perps who get away with murder won t think, that was so nice they didn t lock me up, i won t murder people anymore. no, the experience incentivizes them to kill again, to a view more victims. which is the problem with the entire system that s advocated the responsibility in protecting innocent from evil. today ideology trumps safety and creates a parade of victims but also a parade of idiots. like 1619 project author nikole hannah-jones who complained about drug stores locking up merchandise in a tweet on tuesday. so what is 1619 you ask? well it s the number of stupid things this broad says a day. she said, quote, if you re going to lock up everything in the drugstore, an already demeaning
new only what their daughter was telling them. it was different for her good friends at the university. they began noticing that the very independent lauren was now at shawn s back and call. every time he would text her, she would stop what she was doing to make sure she picked up the phone. or text. her friend alex said that she was put off by shawn s behavior when she and lauren went back to the bar when he where he was working. he was like, don t forget pick-me-up at two in the morning. don t fall asleep. don t fall asleep. he said it jokingly, but i could tell that he was serious. in other words, pressuring her to stay awake to pick him up in the middle of the night, after his shift ends? yes. the very next night, alex says, came something else that made her uncomfortable. he was asking her where are you, who are you with? that friday and she was just with me the entire time. so, the fact that he kept asking, i guess was also what bothered me. you say something to h