I kissed my wife goodbye and watched her drive off to work

in thick, black marker, stark and aggressive.

I NEVER LEFT.

My first thought was that it was a prank.

Sarah had a playful side, a goofy sense of humor that sometimes caught me off guard.

But this felt different.

This felt cold.

I called her phone.

It went straight to voicemail, the cheerful recording of her voice a jarring contrast to the chilling figure continue reading …