Showing results by author "Lizzie Fry" in Psychological

My little boy is missing—and they think I did it. My husband is always at work, he's basically checked out of our marriage at this point. So I'm stuck at home with three kids under the age of eight for the summer holidays. The boys are my world, I just wish we had the money for activities—eight-year-old Kyle has learning difficulties and they all need a lot of running around. I can't spend another day in this house. The boys are so excited for a bike ride to the woods so we head out. We play hide and seek and Kyle is never very good, bless him.

I've always known Jack was different. Ever since he was eight years old and he killed his father. He was protecting me, just like I've always protected him. But now he's eighteen and this time he's gone too far. Steve is dead. He was a good man, and god, we could have been really great together—but now he's bleeding out on our kitchen table. I must keep my boy safe. No one can ever know what he's done. What he's capable of. And I won't let him get caught. I'll do whatever it takes to keep him safe, keep him with me. Even if it means becoming a monster myself.