I clicked on the news alert immediately, my heart pounding as the article loaded. Harbor District wasn't far from here, maybe twenty minutes by car. Close enough that whatever was happening felt like it was creeping toward me.
The article was still being updated, information coming in as reporters gathered details from the scene. Father killed his wife and daughter before taking his own life. No history of violence, no warning signs according to neighbors who were being interviewed.
I refreshed the page every few minutes, watching as more details emerged. The family had seemed normal, happy even. The father worked in accounting, the mother was a teacher, their daughter was ten years old and took ballet classes.
Nothing about them suggested this kind of tragedy was coming. No financial p
