Chapter 89

"These pathetic shooters probably spent a few weeks at some shooter training camp learning to shoot and make bombs. My boyfriend learned self-defense and hand-to-hand combat from his father, a Commander in the Army Green Berets. He became an expert with a handgun, with both his left and right hand. When he came through that doorway this morning armed with those guns taken from the dead shooter, it was never a fair fight. Those cowards had no chance. He killed every damn one of them in a blazing gun battle. I saw the bullet holes in the dead suicide bombers when I cut the wires to the bombs they had concealed on their bodies. To a man, they had two bullet holes in their forehead. A bullet to the body may well have detonated the explosives. Mitchell realized that and somehow shot all four-armed shooters in the head, saving hundreds of lives and preventing the destruction of our school. Suffering from two bullet wounds and lying in his own blood, he then explained to me that the bombs we