![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() It was my haven not only because it was a church and that was the original purpose of such places, but also because my grandpa was the pastor, my grandmother ran the after-school programs and my father was the mayor so it was just as much his stage as his parents’.Ī seven-year-old girl just does not expect to be shot in the parking lot of a church, holding the hand of her mother on one side and her father on the other, her grandparents waving from the open door as parents picked up their young children from after-school care.īesides, I was unusually mesmerized by the sight of a man driving slowly by the entrance to the church parking lot. Not like a bullet releasing from a chamber, heralding the sharp burst of pain that would follow when it smacked and then ripped through my shoulder.Īlso, I was in the parking lot of First Light Church. It sounded to my childish ears like a giant popping a massive wad of bubble gum. I was too young to realize what the pop meant. ![]()
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