(By F. Dean. Hackett) It was the perfect setting—that would soon become the perfect storm. She had a perfect marriage. Truly, they never fought or argued. They had a perfect home and lived in perfect peace and were perfectly joyful. It really would be very difficult for you to imagine. A screenwriter could not make it more ideal on the big screen.
Then, the unimaginable news came. It was devastating. All of the imagined security, pristine joy and affirming comfort were suddenly gone. The innocence was stolen. Like a crystal glass shattered on the floor, the ideal perfectness was in a million pieces. Her oldest son had murdered her second-born son. How was that even possible? How could this perfect couple, with a perfect marriage and a perfect home have this happen? READ MORE
