I go to the Price Chopper.. someone gets plugged. The punks it was probably over NOTHIN’. The Security guard Wes chases him down and subdues him.
KC called, awaking me from hibernation. She needed a ride to the store. We go to the store, and the side street is roped off with police tape!
Holy Mackeral! I did not see the actual..and wouldn’t want to see it! I was just there getting some Velveeta and Ice Cream that KC was kind enough to buy for me, as a reward for running her down there.
You have got to PRAY..and keep on Praying!