My Husband Came Home to an Empty Nursery

Abduction. Mental state.

Pam let him finish.

Then she said, “Call your mother.”

That shut him up.

“My mother?”

“Call Marlene,” Pam said. “And Derek?”

“What?”

“Maybe sit down first.”

Marlene Novak did not scream

Derek’s mother lived nine minutes from us if the lights on Ridge Road were kind.

Her name was Marlene Novak, and she was the kind of woman who kept continue reading …