Earlier this evening, I was in the back yard watering my tomatoes when I heard a commotion. At first I thought it was the kids in the house behind us. They tend to play loud.
Then I heard a woman scream. Then another. It looked like people were running around in the street, but it was hard to tell through the trees. I turned off the hose and started toward the fence to investigate.
More women screaming. Instinctively, I grabbed my phone and swiped the camera on. Before I reached a clear line of sight, I heard a pop like fireworks. Then another, and a few more. More screaming. And then it sunk in. Those aren't fireworks.
Holy fucking shit. Those are gunshots. What am I doing in my yard with a camera? My heart is suddenly pounding.
More pops issued forth as I bolted for the relative safety of four walls. DH was inside, headphones on, blissfully unaware. "The police will be here in ten minutes," I told him. "Give the TV crews half an hour." I was right.
It's been a few hours now and I still don't know what happened. The street is still lined with police vehicles and the cars of residents who live on the cul-de-sac. There's nothing in the local media yet, no lights and sirens going out, so I can only hope everyone's OK.
8:22 PM PT: Update: Getting ready to crash for the night. I can't find any local media coverage which hopefully means there were no serious injuries, but I'm still very concerned for everyone involved. Thanks for the kind thoughts and recs!
UPDATE 2: 6/20/14 13:30 EDT
Thanks again for all the comments and support, and for putting this dashed-off diary on the Rec List. The neighborhood was back to its tranquil self early this morning, with no evidence of the emergency vehicles that lined it last night.
I still don't know what happened. None of the news footage made it on the air. Sadly ironic: the lead story on the 11:00 news was another neighborhood shooting. To be clear, this is not my neighborhood, but it happened about 20 miles away, within an hour of the incident on my street.
A neighbor said she saw the whole incident take place in the middle of the street.This should not sound familiar.
"I was sitting on my porch and we heard an argument. I look over and hear a pop and the guy’s standing there and I saw the guy shoot him again," said the neighbor.
On a more positive note, I'm pretty sure there were no serious injuries here. With everyone out in the street, we got to re-connect with old neighbors and meet new ones. We talked about looking out for each other. One guy just moved here weeks ago from Colorado; he took it in stride.
This should not be familiar. But it is.