Nope, not the Scary Stories lady. It was some real lady murderer in a book of true-crime pictures I have. I wasn't expecting the portrait because I was flipping through a bunch of crime scene pictures and BAM. I went gaaaaah a little bit and now I'm a little scared to go looking for it, I shit you not. Regressed me to the little kid days of not wanting to go in the basement and then running for the stairs.
The weirdest thing is that the book described her as a
kept woman. As in, someone supported that thing, ostensibly for boning purposes. She killed a rival for his attention...offed the rival's kid in the bargain.
I'll have to scrape up the guts and just post the thing. But later, when people are around.
