Sure.
Things seemed to be getting better.
Things always seemed to be getting better—then something always happened, some little thing or other always set it off. And you could never tell what that little thing might be.
When he was five months old the boy weighed eight pounds four ounces, a newborn's weight and now the boy was two; CPS had been called more than once to the family's tiny duplex.
This time, they took the child away.
They took the child away and sent the mom and dad to classes at the Y, mom and dad did as they were told and everything seemed to be getting better.
And CPS returned the child, since everything seemed to be getting better. And something happened, like it always did.
It was late, the father said, everyone was fast asleep when three armed men burst in; they wore masks, they tied the woman up he said and then beat him unconscious.
Both his eyes were blackened and his face was scratched and swollen. He mumbled and he spoke with his head down and he said the child was gone when he came to.
Officially, police had been unable to determine why the family was targeted. There was nothing about a ransom on the news.
Sure.
Three armed men intent on getting rich by child abduction picked the family in a duplex.
The man's face was swollen, he mumbled and he spoke with his head down, and finally he confessed the child was dead.
Then he just stopped talking, and they hadn't found the boy.
Someone said maybe it was better if they brought the mother in. But when she saw him there, some little thing or other seemed to set the woman off.
So he mumbled, and he kept his head down.
Sure.
The man could never tell what that little thing might be.
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