bedroom. i was scared to death. i don t have any other choice. you shot him? i shot him. she said the man attacked her. he told me he was going to kill me. she had been assaulted. she defended herself. so, why did others call it murder? my very first words were, she set cares accounts kept changing. just how different all the stories we re in how unbelievable they were. lies. it s all lies. what really made cara pull that trigger. the rug was pulled out from underneath her. she was shot, she was angry. yes. a jury will have to decide. and it when i did, because i had to, not because i wanted to. o. it was night when it happened. golf close to florida three blocks from the water. 10:05 pm. quiet at that our, safe for the odd passing car a neighborhood carrying on the cool ocean breeze. there was a moon, almost fall. carol was in bed, all alone in a small darkened room. then, searing as a heart attack, the dogs. they were growling. t
the scariest thing that you will ever go through. my whole world crumbled. cara was the kind of teacher students just love. she was a rock star at her school. with the same man for 20 years, enjoying life together by the beach. the balcony was like our second living room, you can hear the waves on the shore. but she was all alone that night when, according to her, an intruder burst into her bedroom. i was scared to death. i didn t have any other choice. you shot him? i shot him. she said the man attacked her. he told me he was going to kill me. she d been assaulted. she defended herself. so why did others call it murder? my very first words were, she set him up. cara s account kept changing. it hit me just how different all of these stories were and how unbelievable they were. lies. it s all lies. what really made cara pull that trigger? the rug was pulled out from underneath her. she was shocked. and she was angry? yes. a jury would
but now cara was in a police car, no j.j. to protect her. what a strange place for a law abiding middle class person to find herself. a high school journalism teacher, for heaven s sake. i loved it. what d you love about it? the kids. they can be very brilliant. and that s one of the best things about teaching. close your classroom and there s no adults. here s a fellow teacher, debbie rein. she was a rock star at her school. then one day, more than two decades ago, a st. petersburg police officer helped with a class project and they both realized they had known each other since they were kids. that was j.j. rush. and we spent that whole night just getting to know each other again. and then we started dating. was it a kind of flushed feeling, like love at first sight kind of feeling, or it wasn t a giddy feeling, but i did notice by the end of the night, instead of standing far away from hitch, i was standing really close to him and i kind of felt like he s the
The scariest thing that you will ever go through. my whole world crumbled. cara was the kind of teacher students just love. she was a rock star at her school. with the same man for 20 years, enjoying life together by the beach. the balcony was like our second living room, you can hear the waves on the shore. but she was all alone that night when, according to her, an intruder burst into her bedroom. i was scared to death. i didn t have any other choice. you shot him? i shot him. she said the man attacked her. he told me he was going to kill me. she d been assaulted. she defended herself. so why did others call it murder? my very first words were, she set him up. cara s account kept changing. it hit me just how different all of these stories were and how unbelievable they were. lies. it s all lies. what really made cara pull that trigger? the rug was pulled out from underneath her. she was shocked.
Night. a 3:00 a.m. knock at my door. they said, your dad s been shot and he s been killed. i screamed. the scariest thing that you will ever go through. my whole world crumbled. cara was the kind of teacher students just love. she was a rock star at her school. with the same man for 20 years, enjoying life together by the beach. the balcony was like our second living room, you can hear the waves on the shore. but she was all alone that night when, according to her, an intruder burst into her bedroom. i was scared to death. i didn t have any other choice. you shot him? i shot him.