Last time I saw her, she didn't seem any different to me. Nothing new, nothing strange, no one who was after her any more than we all get once in a while. She wasn't much of the girlfriend type, but she had her share of admirers.. if you could call them that. Go on, ask around if you please
Last time I saw her, she needed help getting rid of this creep. Drove a truck, delivered in her neighborhood, saw her once and never could leave her alone. I told her that I couldn't help right away. I had some day work that kept me busy then. He used to come around here. Never went inside, just stand outside the door and talk about her eyes.
Last time I spoke to her, oh god.. I didn't know she was really gone, like that. Yeah it was me on the machine. I only thought she'd gone off like all the rest - a little bit too soon for her own good. No, I don't know anyone who would want her dead.