.. but I suspect my friend was killed on the way to her mother's house.
Her mom told her to get her stuff out by the 15th -- and her mom lives not far from that intersection. Last night was the 15th.
I don't like to think about it too much -- but, that demand by her mom was one of a long series of demands... and it makes me really sad to think that she might have been on the road at the wrong time because her mom picked an arbitrary date about stuff... especially since it was my impression that the date was picked because the mom was upset.
I know crap happens -- and I've seen crap happen both to me and around me -- I just hate it when icky demands put my pals in the wrong place at the wrong time. grrr.