In between the seats in his car, I discovered that awful piece of paper, a love note. I knew it wasn't from his wife because it was signed Sheila.  I was old enough to understand what was going on.  I just sat there in shock, wishing I was not the one who had found the evidence of his awful crime.  He is part of our family, how could he hurt everyone like this.  There was no time for emotions. My mind went into thinking mode and I couldn't stop the endless commentaries in my mind. How long has ... continue reading...