I had visions of her chroming the sweet little girl so she could go out and party all night. After the child had “disappeared”I would have been a basket case, not out dancing dancing the night away! Another thought just occurred to me....maybe she over did it with the chloroform accidentally, taped her nose and mouth shut to hide the odor after she found her dead. I hate to think of that poor child suffocating!
“After the child disappeared, I would have been a basket case..”
When my youngest was about four, she took her sister’s ipod and buds (which she wasn’t suppose to do) and crawled under her bed to listen to music. I folded some towels, stirred the spaghetti sauce and called her. Nothing. I called her again. Nothing. I screamed her name. Nothing. Until I found her, it must have been five minutes at the most. The five, longest minutes in my life. The terror, the panic! I was running around the house like a chicken with its head cut off. How any “mother” could party on, get a tattoo, and ignore the fact her daughter is missing 31 days is beyond me. After five minutes, I was sick to my stomach and shaking like a leaf. If Casey Anthony is a good mother, then someone put me up for sainthood (/s).