"He pulls the hood over my head. I try to pull back. I'm not trying to run away. I just want to see her... One last time."

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Wait, what are you doing?” She could apparently hear the strain in my voice as I craned my neck from side to side. “I’m trying to see past a little girl on my hood." “Oh. Isn’t that dangerous?” “Normally. But she has a knife.” “Oh, well, then, I guess it’s okay.

— Darynda Jones