Word: faintness
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...private detectives turned it all over to police, and on March 28, 1979, at 9 a.m., homicide detective Chitwood knocked on Einhorn's door. Once inside, he headed straight for the locked closet. He pried it open with a crowbar and immediately smelled a "faint decaying smell, like a dead animal." Next he sprang the lock on the steamer trunk. The newspapers inside were dated August and September 1977. Under them was Styrofoam packing material. Chitwood scooped through it until he came to something he couldn't identify at first, and then it was clear. A hand. A human hand...
...private detectives turned it all over to police, and on March 28, 1979, at 9 a.m., homicide detective Chitwood knocked on Einhorn's door. Once inside, he headed straight for the locked closet. He pried it open with a crowbar and immediately smelled a "faint decaying smell, like a dead animal." Next he sprang the lock on the steamer trunk. The newspapers inside were dated August and September 1977. Under them was Styrofoam packing material. Chitwood scooped through it until he came to something he couldn't identify at first, and then it was clear. A hand. A human hand...
...finally bored myself to sleep" b) "I won't faint again" c) "I saw Che. He said the pork in heaven is sweeter" d) "I'm so sorry, I thought I saw Jenna Elfman in the audience...
...inches lower it would have hit her in the shoulder. Because the follow-up thought is, if it had been two and a half inches up and to the right, it would have struck her in the temple. The thought makes me shiver, and I nearly faint. I shake it off and continue toward home plate...
Take pictures because we will want to remember this day, if only to look on it with the faint smile of half-recognition. Like the pictures from move-in years ago—our broad smiles with the roommates we grew to love, or hate—these too will seem somewhat foreign. An enthusiasm we see as unwarranted for anywhere but a grandparents’ refrigerator, perhaps, or a reticence the future us cannot understand. Was today not the happiest day of our lives? If so, we were too excited to know, too tired, emotionally and physically, to think...