It was five o'clock in the afternoon, Alice had just woken up from her afternoon nap and was running joyfully around the house. She was a lively and always smiling child.
She was delighted when her mother told her they were going to play outdoors. They wore the light jacket, it was almost spring but there was still a little cool breeze.
Time passed, Alice played ball and ran here and there in front of the watchful eye of her mother who observed her while remaining seated on a bench. It was wonderful to be there for her with her doll.
That special moment between mother and daughter was about to end in the worst possible way.
A man with a covered face crept up and caught the little girl taking her away with him. It was the last time Mrs. Halstead saw her daughter.
After various investigations, the police managed to arrest the perpetrator of the kidnapping.
When he confessed he said he had done it to make her father pay for a wrong he had done to him when they were at war, as the father was a former ranger. Unfortunately, he also said that he had killed the child two days after having kidnapped her and destroyed the body.
The Halstead family now had nothing left. Just so much pain.
After a year and a half, Mrs. Halstead also died