It’s hard for Theresa Lynch to remember much about that fall day eight years ago when she got the call that broke her.
She had been waiting by the phone, needing some good news. When it finally did ring, she recalls running to answer. On the other end of the line she heard the edge in her grandmother’s voice, frantic and terrified.
“They found hands or a head in the lake,” her grandmother said.
Her own hands went weak and she couldn’t hold the receiver. It slipped, hitting the floor.

