Craving Hope (V)

A middle aged woman with a lively expression answered the door at the Rosenfeld house. “Detective Udeh, New Haven police.” He said, flashing his badge. “Is Mrs. Rosenfeld in?” “She’s in the living room,” the woman said uncertainly. “Please tell her I’m here. I’ll wait.” The woman went in and came out in seconds. “Mrs. … Continue reading Craving Hope (V)