
Andrew Wyeth, Wind from the Sea
I was 10 years old the first time it happened.
She was found dead at a campsite in Eastern Washington.
I remember exactly where I was standing, what the weather was like, who was talking to me. I wasn’t sure how to respond. It was not surprising that the suspect was a family member in this case, but I was shocked at the brutal way in which she’d died.
The suspect was never arrested. They knew he did it, and eventually he was found dead somewhere himself, a topic for another time. But until I learned his fate from the lead detective decades later, that cold, vacant feeling never left me.
It was murder. (more…)
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