It was early November, 2007. A picture of a face I knew well appeared on the television news. It was the face of my friend of several years, a grand lady of 79, full of life, spirit, humor and lots of goodwill toward others. The news astounded and shocked me.
My friend had disappeared sometime after arriving home after her last day at her job, and foul play was suspected.
A newscast announced the victim's son had been picked up on unrelated charges--possession of a gun while on parole for a drug related felony.
After the Sheriff's Department grilled him for hours on end, he declared he would not admit to anything, but he would tell them where his mother's bones could be found.
As bits and pieces of the story of my friend's murder became known, the horror of what had happened disturbed me so much that I couldn't cast it from my mind. She suffered a violent and grisly death at the hands of her son and the visions disturbed me continually.
I really needed someone to talk to about what happened to my friend, so instead, I started writing... thus, freeing my emotions through the written word as I pounded out my thoughts and feelings on the keyboard about my friend's murder.
It took me a year to finish my story, which came together in a book called: Under Suspicion
To read an excerpt from the book, go to my web site: http://www.jeanettecooper.net/
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