He was a WWII vet and came over to visit this weekend and asked me about her. Once I told him she was 95 years old he looked pretty pissed. I left with my parents to eat. When we got back I saw my Grandmother lying in the dirt cracked and bloody with several bullet holes. Then he came out of the house and quickly showed me his chest which had several bullet wounds from the bitch and then he said "Now we're even."