With love in your heart... and murder on your mind. You sit there, waiting in the backyard, the gun in your right pocket, safety off. It's almost too simple... wait till he's on top of you, one shot in the heart, then run, run, and keep running... Run until you get back to Elma and feel her warm and soft against you, protecting you, loving you, and making you forget that you've killed twice so you can stay in her arms.