marlap
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It can be a scary world.
After Bundy, my mother started buying every true crime book she could get her hands on and handed them out to all her daughters and granddaughters. She hoped we'd learn to trust our own intuition about things that seem "off" about people we encounter.
It's a fine line, though. My husband was out of town when a local woman (Cheryl Dunlap, killed by Gary Hilton) disappeared and my sisters kept calling me and telling me not to leave the house, go to Target, go to the grocery store, go anywhere.
But I couldn't cut myself out of the world, you know? So I kept doing my usual things but with a sharper sense of awareness.
But I was scared to death for a few months when a serial killer was jumping off trains and killing nearby residents. I live pretty close to the railroad tracks and my husband was gone three nights a week. I was so relieved when they made an arrest in that case. I've always loved the train whistle, but I hated it then.
You have to be so careful!
In college, I was home sick one afternoon and someone knocked on my apartment door. Without moving the curtain I looked through the crack and saw this guy I'd never seen before. I said, "Who is it?"
He said, "I'm from the Behind the Window Project and I'd like to ask you a few questions."
Now, I had just looked at this dude and he wasn't carrying any leaflets, clipboard (I still wouldn't have opened the door), nothing...
I said, "I'm sorry, but I'm sick today. Thanks anyway."
He goes, "I'm not afraid of getting sick."
I told him I wasn't interested and called the cops. By the time the cops got there he was gone.
Guess who the "Behind the Window Project" was?????
ME.