. The mayor, the town council, the church congregation, all of them were

ssed nothing, stood at the podium. He spoke of my husband's brave

Brenda sat in the front row, her belly prominent,

ished his speech, Pasto

he began, his voice booming, "there is a pai

d direct

l. She has shown nothing but contempt for her grieving mother-in-law

ke" put a comforting arm around

," the Pastor continued, his voice ris

ff. "She pushed me," she sobbed. "Just

glares burning into me. Th

," Brenda cried out, pointing a tremb

rfectly played role. And I saw the man nex

the fin

e crowd gasped. The Sheriff

d, my voice ringing th

hrieked. "Stay

o look her in the eye. But she stumbled back

rcing scream as s

oss the back of her dre

shouted. Someone cal

aring at me with pure hatred.

re a monster. Captain Evans's face was

r. In their eyes, I had just tried t