Stephanie Hayes: ST. PETERSBURG — Alexandra Kensler had been working weird hours, not sleeping well.
The imposing teen with the blond ponytail and iron grip was awake at 6 a.m., alone in the house while her mother was out of town.
She trudged to the kitchen wearing a sports bra and boxers. She grabbed a bottle of water, hung a cigarette between her lips and turned for the front porch.
Then, she saw him.
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