MY HUSBAND TOLD ME I’D GO BACK TO NOTHING

and you didn’t survive. I buried an empty casket, Emily. I mourned you for three years before I started to suspect.”

My hands were shaking. The baby kicked again, hard, like he was trying to tell me something.

“How did you find me?” I barely managed.

“Dennis Kroger,” she said. “The same investigator your husband hired. After Ethan buried the results, continue reading …