She stood with her feet in the sand, watching the tide to go out.
A moment of peace. Enjoying the breeze on her face and the sunshine beating down.
Any minute now, that peace would be shattered and she was trying not to brace for it. She heard once that if you’re about to be in an accident, relax.
She took several deep breaths in, let them out, closed her eyes, and soaked up the sun, the breeze, the smell of the water.
Behind her, a man’s voice said, “Miss. Miss, I’m going to ask you to please drop your weapon. Will you do that for me?”