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Ann Hodges' Terrible, Horrible, No Good Day – Larry Verstraete
Her arm and hip were throbbing with pain. Already, giant bruises were forming. There was dust everywhere. Thirty-one year old Ann Hodges was asleep on the couch in the living room of the house she was renting in Sylacauga, Alabama. Her mother, Ida Franklin, was in the next room. Her husband, Eugene, was in nearby …