Santa Clause Gone Bad

Santa Clause Gone Bad
One side of me wonders how a man I thought I loved so much could do this to my beloved daughter. On the other hand, I loved Bill McReynolds and he is more important to me than JonBenet ever was. But it is easy to say that JonBenet was worth more and money is everything. How is it that I am having such mixed feelings at a time such as this? "Get yourself together Patsy"�, I quietly say out loud to myself. This is a time for me to put on my best act, probably the best act I'll ever put on. How long will this go on? It is already December 26, 1996, and I've only gone through two days of this lying, questioning, mass chaotic period and already I'm frankly just sick of it. I mean, am I a bad mother for writing the ransom note?
As I sit here in the exact spot I left the ransom note, I can feel the grit from the unkempt, unswept softening wooden stairs. Reporters are surrounding me questioning me, cameras in my face, strangers everywhere. But I am blocking all of tha...