She suddenly turned and took a long stride toward me. She covered the distance between us in that one stride and now she was standing too close for comfort.
"You sure do realize that your daughter's life is at stake, right?" She asked in a sinister manner while her eyes were like blazing fire.
"If you do," her voice suddenly turns soft and calm while her eyes were cool like the ocean.
Her demeanor suddenly reminds me of the 'calm before the storm'.
"Quit that voice and face of attitude you are pulling." She yelled as she started walking around me in circles.
"'cause it would only increase the brewing storm inside." She calmed her voice again.
She was threatening me with my daughter's life and quite honestly, it was working.
"We don't want a corpse now, do we?" She asked still calm.
She raised her hands and I flinched. She burst out laughing.
"Where is the previous bravado, Barbara?" She mocked. "I was only going to do this."