James Ellison's p.o.v
An angry driver has just called me an asshole. Needing to blow off steam, I visit the park. I spot
Sarah and her children in the playground area. I sit right next to Sarah on the bench. "I hate
people especially your kind" I vent. "What do you mean by my kind?" She demands. "The
mentally unstable insane kind" I argue. "I thought you were a Christian. You almost won
me over. Something is seriously wrong if the devil has gotten ahold of you " she whispers.
I am shocked Sarah hasn't threaten to kill me yet.