...I replied, “Well, I have a little situation
I need help with. And I don’t want
anyone to taken care of it for me.
That’s not the reason why I’m calling.
You remember the thing I told you about in 1991?”
Phil responded, “Yes.”
I continued, “Well, they let the bad guy
out fifteen years early. He will be
moving within six miles of my home.
Train me.”
Phil said, “Oh no. How did that happen?”
I responded, “Well, I really don’t
know. There were plenty of us that wrote
the parole board. The prosecutor called
me about three weeks before his release in April. I feel the prosecutor didn’t complete his job
on this case.”
Phil replied, “That’s terrible.”
I responded, “Yes. The prosecutor offered to put a car outside
our home. I turned it down. That’s
ridiculous. And I’m not getting a gun, a
vicious dog or a new security system.
I’m not changing my running either.
And now I have two children, and we are in the middle of a third
adoption. So train me, train me. I need to survive this. I don’t want anyone taking care of this for
me. Cause I know he is coming. I’m ninety percent certain he will make an
attempt to finish the job. My goal is to
finish it if he attacks again. Before he finishes me.”
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