One of the women was a employee at work. The Board of Directors called me in. After questioning me about this they terminated my employment, effective immediately.
"I was the girl on top of the bar with money being put on me, not remembering any of it the next morning."
Carrie prostituted herself for drugs. As a registered nurse, educated and articulate, she never expected to go so low.
"I started my speech to the parole board by stating; ‘I’m guilty of murder too, and the father of the person I killed forgave me and welcomed me into his family. So, who am I to not extend that same forgiveness to her?"
"Suddenly I felt the real power and presence of God. It was like fire and electricity shooting through my body."
The next thing I remember was a knock on my windshield and blue lights when I woke up in my rear view mirror.
“You’re going to end up like your father, a bum on the street, a loser, an alcoholic.” As a kid, growing up hearing those things hurt me. I thought, “Man, after everything I do for you, this is how you love me.”
I had loaded the rifle and put it on the coffee table. I had a fishing line tied to it.
We decide to go out with our friends that night, but end up at the same party. She’s talking with another guy that I couldn’t stand.
The next morning I woke up my wife, and said, “We’re going to church.” She laughed and said, “Is there a wedding? Did somebody die?”, because we hadn’t been to church in years.