I’d had such a bad feeling about this—the kind of bad feeling that creeps up your neck and settles in the bottom of your ears. But I also knew, the way I sometimes just knew things, that we had to open that bottle. We had found it for a reason, and now, we had to figure out that reason.
I’d had such a bad feeling about this—the kind of bad feeling that creeps up your neck and settles in the bottom of your ears. But I also knew, the way I sometimes just knew things, that we had to open that bottle. We found it for a reason, and now, we had to figure out that reason.The news stories were horrible to watch, but it was almost worse to see the reporters and anchors fight against their own memories to try and do their jobs. One reporter collapsed into a heap and rocked back and forth while hol
