June 16th, 2004.
Exhausted and smelling of smoke. I hate ending the night that way, but it’s an all too familiar way to end the night. Again, I’m very thankful for the notion
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
Exhausted and smelling of smoke. I hate ending the night that way, but it’s an all too familiar way to end the night. Again, I’m very thankful for the notion
Hrm, Heather was taken back to one car and asked questions while another officer asked me the same questions back at the Saturn. It had felt like I was being