PART 4

My husband stared at the screen. His father had been dead for eleven years. And suddenly, for the first time, I understood that the story we had been told about …

Final – Part 5

“Because I’ve seen that mark before.” “Where?” “On my daughter.” My husband froze. “Your daughter?” Rebecca nodded. “She was born twenty-eight years ago.” Silence. “She was taken from me.” My …