This has the princess a bit wigged out.

Not because it happened less than a half a mile from our house. Not because it happened at an intersection we visit daily. Not because she feels unsafe in and around her house.

Nope, it appears that she is projecting this somehow onto the fact that her father and I are going to die. Soon. I mean, 15 year olds aren’t supposed to die so if they can then it means my mom and dad can too. And I knew they could but I figured it wouldn’t be until they were really old and I wouldn’t worry about it but now I must worry about it because this 15 year old kid got murdered.