teresa drove off to run errands and didn t come back. kelsey was baby-sitting the boys, then 8 and 11. hours ticked by. she called her mom. where are you? and she didn t answer. and then i called her back around lunch and she didn t answer. i called her pretty much all day long. her dad was at work, her mom was who knew where? just wasn t like her to do this. now, is she the sort of person that would take her cell phone with her everywhere? yes. it was attached to her hip. you could always easily get hold of her. yes. and you couldn t? no. she was in a panic. she called her dad who had gone from his day job to his night shift at a local factory. i m sure you told your dad you were worried. yeah. he with kept in touch during the day to see if one of us had talked to her. did he seem to be worried? he did. and we could never get in touch with her. at midnight, it was clear, something was terribly wrong. scott left work to file a missing person s report with the
a sweet and kind of corny and even after her two little et brothers arrived, she could see the signs of her parents affection for each other. he would give her a kiss on the cheek and say good night, i love you.an the softball mom, the trunk of her car, a muddle of bats and balls.ar she shuttling kids back and forth. i had a softball game and we all had a game at the same time. she would stay 30 minutes at their games and each of our games. she was an amazing mother. there s nothing she would not do for myself or my two brothers. then there was that sweltering morning, june 2007, teresa drove off to run errands and didn t come back. kelsey was baby-sitting the boys, 8 and 11. hours ticked by. she called her mom. where are you? h
all teresa ever wanted was to have a husband that cared for her, somebody she cared for and to have a family. a sweet and kind of corny and even after her two little brothers arrived, she could see the signs of her parents affection for each other. he would give her a kiss on the cheek and say good night, i love you. the softball mom, the trunk of her car, a muddle of bats and balls. she shuttling kids back and forth. i had a softball game and we all had a game at the same time. she would stay 30 minutes at their games and each of our games. she was an amazing mother. there s nothing she would not do for myself or my two brothers. then there was that sweltering morning, june 2007, teresa drove off to run errands
teresa s friend, the one who said she waited in vain for teresa to pick her up on the morning of the murder. great buddies, according to daw dawn, but maybe not so much said kelsey. if our mom saw each other at games or whatever. they would speak. but they weren t best friends or anything. they did go out together a couple times. i think my mother did it because she was bored and wanted to get out of the house. but when they did get together, at least on one occasion said kelsey, it was certainly memorable, and not in a good way. they went out to a local casino one night she said, and her mother came home stumbling. i thought she was drunk. and i knew that couldn t be right because she didn t drink. she didn t know where she was at. you couldn t understand what she was saying. she came in, my dad and i got her in the bed. how long did she sleep? she slept for two days, two straight days. what did you think about that? thought it was very strange. but shy didn t really
i know. do you still love me? yes, i do. if you did have anything to do with her dying, was it because you loved me? i didn t have nothing to do with it. no. no. no. i had nothing. my hands are clean as they can be. so, infidelity? yes. murder? hmm, didn t sound like it. we could prove that he was an adulterer. but we was trying to prove the murder. guess there s no crime in being a lying sack of you now know what. it s not against the law to have a mistress. now the corporal and the sheriff reverted to standard procedure. they followed up every tip, tracked down every tenuous lead, knocked down numbers. somebody called scott from teresa s cell phone that morning whether he heard it or not. the investigation dragged on. weeks and months dragged by and there was nothing.