Every Time My Daughter Came Home Unresponsive, My Husband Told Me Not to Worry. The Recording in Her Backpack Revealed Why.

“She doesn’t remember a single one of those afternoons.

She trusted her uncle.

She trusted you.

And you sold her.”

“It was only paperwork, Melanie,” he said.

“Nobody was supposed to get hurt.

We were in trouble.

The mortgage, the loans, my gambling…” He stopped, as if he had said too much.