Eighteen-year-old Vickie Holmes went from room to room until all four of her siblings were dead. She used a kitchen knife to cut their throats. When she came into her parents’ room, she was disappointed to see her mother already dead. Her father had forced her jaw so far open that her head was split in two like a Pez dispenser. Smiling at Vickie, her father said, “Cut my throat and I’ll cut yours.”
