they didn’t just let it happen… they planned it…

of my family’s sins ever again.

Detective Richards approached me, his breath pluming in the cool air. He looked exhausted, holding a heavy metal flashlight. “Abigail, you really shouldn’t subject yourself to this.”

“Tell me what you found,” I commanded.

He clenched his jaw, staring out at the floodlights. He gestured to a folding table set up on the lawn.continue reading …