23 years ago last night, Laura Palmer had her last meal (asparagus for dinner; she hated it) and went out for her last meeting with “J.” By the end of the night, she was dead, and 23 years ago this morning Pete Martell discovered her body, wrapped in plastic, at the edge of a lake. Laura was gone, and rather than taking the truth of her life with her, she unleashed it (and a million other painful truths) on our little town of Twin Peaks, Washington.
RIP, Laura.
Let’s not forget the other victim of those atrocities 23 years ago, while we’re at it. Ronette Pulaski was with Laura on that last night, in some of the last moments, and she almost met her own end at the hands of the killer. She’s never been quite the same, and we owe her almost as much peace as we owe Laura.
