Speaking of frights →[More:] About an hour or so ago the neighborhood kids were ringing the doorbell. I held my dog by the collar and let my kids out and shut the door. Then I looked out the window. In the lawn across the street I saw a person on the ground with two other people hovering over here. I start running at top speed and yell out, "Who is that!?"
I quickly realize that it's my neighbor on the ground. Her husband and another neighbor are standing over here. I, being naive and panicked, am ready for anything. I think she is injured. I'm ready to perfomr CPR or call 911. I am so naive. She is completely passed out drunk and took some "pills". She was out performing in her band and fell out of her van in the driveway. (She wasn't driving, the husband was.) Her husband and I get her into the house and into bed. She could barely keep her feet on the ground and we kept having to hoist her up and encourage her to "walk" She was completely gone and I felt scared to leave her there. We put her on her side and that was that.
I came back inside and the kids were asking me what happened. All I could say was the truth. "She had too much to drink."