At 3:17 A.M., Police Told Me My Husband Was Dead—But He Was Sleeping Beside Me
His daughter sent me a note because she found my case file among his personal professional papers.
Not confidential evidence.
Just a newspaper clipping.
He had written in the margin:
Never decide what the case is before the evidence tells you.
I framed that.
Not because I became an investigator.
Because it applied to my life too.