It’s been 21 days since the night my husband went missing.
The circumstances surrounding that night are confusing, to say the least.
There are times when the whole thing seems unreal. The irony of the situation cuts deep when others comment that his disappearance sounds like a book or a movie, because though I’m a writer – this is my life.
I had to halt editing Dragon Kin as I have been consumed with talking to investigators, and I’m uncertain when I’ll be able to restart.
I hope this ends soon, that my husband is found, and that my daughters’ tiny, protected worlds are made right again.