“Hey Nana,” I answered the phone, awaiting the latest update.
“Well, they think they found him. His body hasn’t been identified by the Cleveland police yet, but there is a body of a man in the matching car, and supposedly he took his own life. I think there was a small chase.”
“Oh good. He’s dead?”
“Yeah. Most likely. Do you know where they found him?”
She rattled off some street names that I knew were familiar but couldn’t quite place. But still… it wasn’t too terribly far from where my mother -in-law lived, a town we had moved away from in the last few years as we had started having children. Erie makes national news because of the Facebook Killer. Not exactly the kind of attention a town wants.
“Well, I guess I can take the girls for a walk today then. I wasn’t sure about heading out with them. He could have been anywhere, and what would we do with only our stroller?”
“I don’t blame you, honey. I had been thinking the same thing. All those wooded areas on your road.”
And this is the sad reality of being a mom today. It scares the shit out of me all the time, thinking about how I am going to keep my girls protected in a world that seems increasingly more dangerous.
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