My name is Mary Alice Young
In this morning's paper, you may come across an article about the unusual day I had last week
Normally, there's never anything newsworthy about my life, but that all changed last Thursday
Of course, everything seemed quite normal at first
I made breakfast for my family
I performed my chores
I completed my projects
I ran my errands
In truth, I spent the day as I spent every other day, quietly polishing the routine of my life until it gleamed with perfection
That's why it was so astonishing when I decided to go to my hallway closet and retrieve a revolver that had never been used
My body was discovered by my neighbor, Mrs
Martha Huber, who'd been startled by a strange popping sound
Her curiosity aroused, Mrs
Huber tried to think of