Every Friday at 6 p.m. my daughter called me without fail, and the one week my phone stayed silent I drove to her house and heard a sound from upstairs that turned our quiet Tennessee life into something I still can’t fully talk about

That was Hawkins’s strategy: make Kevin look sympathetic while pinning everything on Chelsea.

“All rise,” the bailiff called.

Judge Patricia Morrison entered and took her seat. She was in her late fifties with sharp eyes that missed nothing.

“The prosecution may give its opening statement,” she said.

Carol Bennett stood and walked to the jury box. She continue reading …