At 1:47 A.M., A Call From A Police Station Turned A Routine Arrest Into A Reckoning That Reached Boston

died. The grief was still raw in all our faces. But there was resilience there too: Jennifer’s arm protectively around Tyler, my hand on his shoulder, Catherine smiling encouragingly from behind the cake.

We had weathered that devastating loss together. We had weathered this one too.

Tomorrow would bring its own complexities—the ongoing custody arrangements,continue reading …