We don't have any severe damage at this point.

I woke the next morning and became a novelist,

I'm using a part of my brain that I haven't used since school, learning the French grammar.

I don't believe what I see.

I cannot express how I feel about the loss of our son. He can't watch his boys grow up because of what these vicious, selfish punks did. He no longer can say, 'I love you Mom.'

I don’t believe what I see,