yesterday

yesterday Nancy Wolfe went behind her house and onto the patio attached to her garage and sliding a hand inside her coat pocket cupped the trigger of a 22 caliber gun in her pocket turning it to her own heart she shot once, falling to her death as that tiny bullet richoted around in her body.

no one knows why….we all mourn her but feel only a portion of what her family must be feeling….we her co-workers worry that there was something we could have done something we could have said that would have fixed whatever was wrong but there was nothing that could be done.

we got a report yesterday that her daughter was shot but it was false.

it was her and she did not come to the hospital she went to the funeral home after sitting for hours in the rain waiting for the corener and the police to release her body.

we will miss her but always wonder what we could have done to help.