Five Years After My Husband
But if I am right, I need to ensure copies of all this evidence are secured in a place where Hannah can eventually find them.”
The entry ended abruptly at the bottom of the page.
I turned to the next page, expecting to find it blank.
Instead, I found lines written in a completely different handwriting: rushed, messy, and jagged.
“He explicitly ordered me to stay away from the service trail, but I couldn’t just leave him up there alone in that storm.
I watched from the trees until the heavy rain completely obscured the truck lights.
When I finally scrambled down to the site, no one was there.