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Meghan
“Making change from the inside!” I’d said enthusiastically when I got the position, before I realized how the inside slowly devours a person until they’re doing nothing at all.
Anna Leigh was last spotted at the law firm in Georgia where she served as an intern.
Later, we would learn that it was that same firm where William Thompson worked, but William Thompson wasn’t yet a name that we knew.
Anna Leigh’s husband, Tripp,
Do enough research and nowhere is safe, not the Target parking lot, not your apartment complex, not the friendly neighborhood running trail.
For a week and a half, I’d been a passionate advocate for all the missing women in the world and I hadn’t managed to change a thing.
William Thompson, a successful lawyer, lived in one of the condos. He walked to the gas station when he needed junk food as a pick-me-up, as he liked to keep only healthy food in his apartment.
Kimberly’s name didn’t trend and the media coverage was scant, describing her as “the woman found near Anna Leigh.”
Jill was a personal trainer. She had once weighed 350 pounds and, through a strict regimen of diet and exercise, she had whittled her way down to 120 pounds.
Hunger inspired all sorts of emotions inside of a person, and those emotions almost never included self-love.
The name William Thompson was on my list.
The truth was that I couldn’t imagine a man like that wanting to murder anyone. His life looked good, peaceful, and if movies had taught me anything, it was that serial killers always had some underlying trauma.
Emma went on a date with William Thompson, a handsome, smart, rich lawyer who liked all the same things that she did. No one knew about the date. Not her siblings, her coworkers, or her friends.
“I’m sure you did your best, honey,” she said. There was a pause. “Though you could’ve saved that girl’s life if you figured out it was him.”
I never understood how ghosting could be unintentional until I did it to him.
It’s unfair that the worst people on this earth get the most attention.
I was always doing that, denying myself immediate pleasure for the sake of setting a scene.
I read people as I wanted them to be.
William hadn’t confessed his guilt, but neither had he protested his innocence.
It’s painful to think of all the things that I didn’t let myself love when I wanted to love them.
Carole Ann Boone had sex with Ted while he was locked up and had his baby. I don’t think I could have sex in a jail and if I did, I would definitely make him use a condom,” I said.
“Don’t fall in love with a serial killer or anything,” she joked.
The whole fun of obtaining secrets is figuring out whom to tell them to.
You’re in love with longing.
William’s parents, Mark and Cindy, had been high school sweethearts.
Lauren.
Lauren wasn’t at the trial for Anna Leigh at all, but rather for William, who was the second murderer that she’d fallen in love with. The first was a forty-five-year-old white man, Kris Cooper, who was accused of setting his house on fire and killing his wife and son in the process. Cooper insisted that he had not set the fire and would never hurt his family.
Being one of “those women” had a scent to it, apparently.
William’s brother’s wife, Virginia,
Mark Thompson appears to be visiting the places where the women were last seen. I don’t think that it’s the first time that he’s done this. It almost looks like a ritual to him.
Under the guise of saying hello, men were always interrupting women while they were doing important things.

