A typical day in this writer's life - to wake up on Monday and realize that the 1,323 words written on Sunday ALL NEED TO BE DELETED!!!
Well, maybe I'll keep the last bit:
"Don't worry," Nancy said with a laugh. "You'll be fine, I promise."
Great, a promise from a strange woman I'd met at gunpoint just a few hours earlier who had taken away all our possessions. I felt better already.