I don't know where he was from, but wherever it was, he brought the trouble here with him.

He was bleeding between his arm pit and chest.

It was like his body was in slow motion. He was checking out. I pulled his T-shirt back and I could see the bullet holes.

You never expect someone to be fatally shot on your front lawn. My wife says it may be time to move.

It sounded like someone beating a board on a tree trunk.

If I were to hit my wife, no one would have trouble seeing that as an assault or a criminal act. When a child does the same thing to a sibling, the exact same act will be construed as a squabble, a fight or an altercation.