"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
"A woman who was passing through the area heard a faint moaning and crying sound in the nearby woods. She worked her way through the dense, tangled branches and eventually spotted a child's pink T-shirt that appeared to be moving."
