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Mar. 23rd, 2006 06:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
loracsThe headache is back. It came back in a rush from one phone call. My co-worker, M, called with bad news. A former co-worker's 14 year old daughter was murdered last night. The keys were in the door and it was partially opened when her mother came home from work. Someone had followed her into the house and beat her to death.
The last time I saw the child was at our xmas party in 2004. Even though her mother no longer worked here, she was always invited and showed up to the staff xmas party I had at our house. She was very quite, much like her mother, esp. surrounded by all these boisterous adults. She was the baby, with an older sister and brother.
The mother was questioned at the police station until 1 am, first as a suspect and then, finally, as a grieving mother.
It's a f*cked up world.
The last time I saw the child was at our xmas party in 2004. Even though her mother no longer worked here, she was always invited and showed up to the staff xmas party I had at our house. She was very quite, much like her mother, esp. surrounded by all these boisterous adults. She was the baby, with an older sister and brother.
The mother was questioned at the police station until 1 am, first as a suspect and then, finally, as a grieving mother.
It's a f*cked up world.
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Date: 2006-03-24 10:04 am (UTC)