According to the reports, the blast blew holes through the ceiling, took out the window and rendered things in the room into pieces the size of confetti.
When she told her stepfather about the anonymous gift bag left at her door,
he had warned her not to open it, to call police. But she had waited, placed it on the dining room table, probably glanced at it many times passing by, or
stopped intentionally in front of it, wondering. There was her name on a piece of paper taped to it, and, much later, there was his fingerprint, also taped.