"Maybe not, but I did." Drea looked up and was now checking out the bar again, seeing if maybe she'd missed something, that maybe there was a way to get back there. "An accident, but I did it. I made a stupid decision, and it all went ferkakta." Turning her attention back to Cassandra, she fixed her with a blurry gaze. "Two of them were kids, did you know that? Kids. And their mother. And I took 'em out just like that." She snapped her fingers for emphasis.
"'Zol er krenken und gedenken.' That's what my Bubbie used to say. 'Let him suffer and remember.' And that's what I've got now." She looked at her glass. "I think I'm gonna need another one. Maybe the whole fucking bottle."