Their threats then turned to us. 'We own all of you. You all belong to us. She will not be able to make us leave, we won't leave. Call her off.'
HATE AT FIRST SIGHT
I was finally able to regain control and the voices began to fade. I lifted my head up from my hands and as I looked past Jennifer. There she was, it was the crazy woman standing at the entry way to the kitchen. She was motionless even as the restaurant staff walked through her. She stared at me with a look of contempt and angry. The feeling was mutual.