My Husband Woke Me at 4:40 A.M. to Serve His Mother. Three Days After I Left, the Police Called About My House.
My phone started ringing again in my hand.
It was Gavin trying to reach me, but I let the call go straight to voicemail.
Thirty seconds later, an unknown telephone number popped up on the display.
This time, I swiped the screen to answer.
“Hello?” I said into the receiver.
“Am I speaking with Mrs.
Claire Thornton?” a professional voice asked.
“Yes, this is she,” I answered.