At my twins’ funeral, with their tiny coffins before me, my husband arrived beside his mistress and hissed, “God took them because He knew what kind of mother you were.”

gone, Claire will be too broken to fight. — What if she isn’t broken? — Margot’s voice followed. — Then we will finish the job.

Nobody moved when the recording ended. Then panic erupted at the defense table. Silas shot to his feet and yelled at his mistress: — It was her idea! She planned it all! — You were the one who chose the road! — Margot whipped continue reading …