Everybody was afraid of her. I wish . . . I'd called right then. |
I don't know if she [Anderson] shot up into the air or . . . . |
Oh yeah. It was a little black gun she had in her hand. I saw that. Just as clear as can be. And she struts herself across the street swinging the gun in her hand like it was nothing. |
They never walked by without giving you a smile and a hello. |