Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Stared down death...

I can still hear the sound of the gun discharging in our bedroom. The space that was ours alone, had now seen an argument that ended with him picking up a hand gun and loading it. And making a choice to fire it. The events that followed that night involved the State Police, an attorney, and a magistrate. And would begin to shape our lives in new ways we never thought we would see.