Crazy Morning!

I know, I know we just posted, but we had a crazy morning. As you can see from our other post we were up bright and early. All was packed. All was ready for the car.

Around 7-ish Curt decided to take the bags out to the car. He came running back in the door.

"Christy! There's a woman calling for help, want to come with me?"

We raced out the door, jumped in our car and followed the sound of the blood curdling screams around the corner.

There was a dark blue car with the windshield smashed and it looked like the guy was using the car to follow the girl with long hair who was running through backyards screaming desperately.

As soon as he saw us the guy took off. Well, Curt took off right behind him. Oh, I should mention we called 911 while getting into the car, so the emergency operator was on the phone. We told her where we were, and at the corner of St. Mark and Aiken Chapel Rd. we caught up as he stopped at the stop sign. We were able to catch the license plate number. The guy turned and sped down St. Mark doing probably 75 to 80 mph! He swerved onto Main St. Taylors. By this time, we didn't want to get in a wreck so we had slowed down. I saw him turn down Stevenson. When we got to the street his big blue car with dark tinted windows had been launched into someones front porch and completely taken out the pillars of their porch. The airbag had gone off and the man was gone.

We asked a car passing by if they had seen the man running, but they hadn't. We gave the emergency operator the location and drove back to see if we could find the woman. She had just walked from the place we had seen her to the corner of Jonquil Lane and Aiken Chapel. She was crying, smeared with blood, and distraught. We got her name and gave that to the emergency people, then had her climb in the car and took her to our apartment.

She kept saying "he was going to kill me! You don't understand, he was going to kill me." I gave her a warm wet washcloth to wipe off some of the dirt, and helped her clean the scratches on her face, arms and legs. Apparently he had been choking her at one point. She had some pretty bad bruises, but none of the scratches were deep.

Officers started arriving within minutes. Our little apartment was crowded with 2 officers, and 2 EMTs. The officers interviewed her, and EMTs checked her injuries.

Funny the things that go through your head. I kept thinking "I am so glad our house is clean." We gave the officers our contact info, and told them we'll be out of country for 2 weeks. They took her back home in their squad car, and now we're heading out to church.

What a way to begin!