Unseen Intentions

"Cheerful stuff on the news these days," my dad commented as I walked past him. He was sitting on the couch in front of the TV, watching the 7:30 news. I walked over to him and watched over his shoulder. He was eating curry, and a beer was held in his left hand. Normally I would have looked for an excuse to argue, but he was right. The story was an in-depth look at a 16-year-old girl whose boyfriends had been murdered one-by-one by an unknown serial killer. …