My Husband Said the Funeral Van Would Take Me to a Clinic—Then a Loose White Cord Gave Me a Chance to Get Out

The officers noted the keys separately.

The delivery driver gave his account.

He had seen me outside, the open van, and Clara flagging him down.

He had not witnessed the beginning of the ride or the casket being closed.

David said the casket was empty equipment and that I had been sitting up front until I became hysterical.

I did not interrupt his statement.

Harris was taking mine separately.

“Did you agree to ride inside it?”