Waiting for the Devil to Grow Up

My daughter was only twenty months old when she was murdered.

Not a single bone in her tiny body was left intact.

The suspect was just a child himself. Because of his age, he faced no prison time. The system sealed his records and protected him.

I spent the next ten years waiting for him to grow up.

My name is Elena. If you looked at my stark white hair, you would think I was an old woman, but I…