The boys were still trapped in the vehicle.

Brandon was completely gone.”

The entry was signed with a single capital letter: “A.”

I looked up from the notebook and stared straight at Austin.

“You wrote this, didn’t you?” I asked, my voice cold and hollow.

Austin swallowed hard, tears shining in his eyes as he nodded.

“I wrote that the night after your husband’s funeral.”

“Why on earth did you write that in his personal notebook?” I demanded.