"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
"But it’s a choice! It’s the mother’s choice! That’s the real argument, but I can’t understand why. How can one life decide that another life isn’t important? Just because one is bigger and can hold down a job (maybe)?"
Three-year-old Casey Lynn Hathaway was missing three days before searchers found him tangled up in briars deep in the woods. Safe and sound. But after he was found, Casey had an incredible story to tell everyone.
"There are graphic photos of my face, and of the man who did this to me, my long-term ex-boyfriend who I was devoted to. A man who is trained day in and day out to kill efficiently and swiftly."
