Status Updates From A Serial Killer's Daughter:...

Imagine someone throwing a cinder block through your neighbors glass door and then kidnapping the woman inside and murdering her. Now imagine you develop a fear of glass doors and you’re terrified to live alone and you ALWAYS make your dad come see if your apartments or houses you rent are safe.

Imagine how it feels when you find out he’s the one who there the cinder block and murdered the woman.

"I felt my anger rising. I was having none of it. I didn't want platitudes. I didn't want to hear about God. Michelle was gone. My faith began to wane in September 1992, a month into my freshman year, when two boys died after their pickup rolled a block from school. ... I couldn't reconcile what happened down the street with God, who I wasn't even sure existed."

"Lots of people lose their jobs, experience loved ones becoming ill, go through seasonal ups and downs, or battle mental illness, yet they never cause harm."

"Where was God then?
Where is God now?"

"As my father studied justice and worked in security, he stole those very things from the Otero and Bright families."