I was trying to keep my head about me, although inside, I was screaming.

My mother flew out to see us on April 9. She had never flown before, and that snowstorm stretched from the Midwest to the East Coast. Her trip from Omaha was filled with delays, rough flights and circling airports for hours. She swore she would never fly again.

We provide the gloves if they want to touch it (which many do).

I didn't want to die like that.

When he looked up, I realized this is the guy I'd been seeing on America's Most Wanted, a wanted fugitive.

I looked into his eyes and he looked into mine. They were very dark, empty, unfeeling and cold. I felt like I was looking at a dead person, just evil. He was so close to me, I could have hugged him.