On this sunny yet extremely dry, hazy, scorchingly hot and humid Los Angeles afternoon, a black haired woman is sat alone on a bench in a park smoking a cigarette. She stands out from the crowd due to her black hair, pale complexion, lanky frame, leather jacket, and leather pants. It's been several months since everything that has happened, from the deaths of her son and daughter, to ultimately having to kill her treacherous husband. Heather takes a particularly long drag and sighs.
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