It was June 2008. Kathy, Zach, Danny, Nika and I just returned from the annual family reunion. It was mid-day when we arrived. I pulled in the drive, and said "Man, am I sure glad to be home". Kathy turned to me and said, "Me too!" The kids got out, and grabbed a few things to start unloading from the weekend. I unloaded the rest of our belongings, since it just went into the shed in the backyard. Kathy and I had been having marital issues for some time now. She decided that she needed to get away and go visit some old friends of hers. They lived down near down in southern parts of Missouri "Columbia, MO." So she went on a road trip and was to return in two days: Tuesday.
             It was Tuesday, June 24th, 2008. I woke up alone this morning, feeling kind of sluggish from the long week-end. Kathy and I loved to drink together.
             I went about my normal morning: grabbing the ole cup of Joe and a cigarette before hopping in the shower to head off to work. I worked two jobs at the time. I had talked to Kathy a few times throughout the day and was excited to have her back home. I left my day job and headed to the part-time where I was a custodian for a business, usually working around three hours. I was thrilled she would be there when I got there.
             I finished my shift, but I hadn't heard from Kathy for a few hours. So I called and got no answer. Not thinking anything was wrong I went about my business and never got a return call from her. I began to worry, since she should have already been home. I called Zachary, my stepson, to see if he had heard anything from mom yet. He hadn't heard from her at all either. I stopped to grab some beer before I got home.
             So I raced home. At this point I was getting paranoid, thinking of all types of scenarios since I couldn't get a hold of her. I was starting to think now she never left, she is ditching me and the kids; I have pushed her to the limit with the drin...