How One Photograph Unraveled the Disappearance of an Entire Amish Family

clearly not yet fed that morning. Chickens scratched aimlessly in the yard, their feeding trough empty.

Yoder approached the house. The door was unlocked. Inside, the scene was deeply unsettling in its ordinariness.

Breakfast sat on the kitchen table—bread that had been cooling, now hard. Coffee cups, half-full, placed at each adult’s seat. A pot of continue reading …