they seemed like the ultimate power couple. she told me, should be traveling on secret missions. he had all of the medals. the silver star, the purple heart. glamorous military careers, but, was it all camouflage? says the bs alarms are going off in my head like you wouldn t believe. did they have something to hide? we start doing surveillance. maybe a crime here? yes. something that made me say, this campeche. we were in disbelief. what happened to her last husband? whoever did this was evil. the hurt, the anger. it makes you question everybody. it seems alive, somehow, here in the foothills of tennessee s appalachians. the creeping tendrils of mountain mist that snake and swirl. like lies. there is gold in there, somewhere, so they say. the sort of place where you could strike it rich, or maybe get away with murder. very scary. shocking. and devastating. so, after that mysterious death here, who can anyone trust? dearest friends? the word bet
chuck was everything. but, bobs ptsd persisted. martha ended what she could to pick up bob s spirits, though that seemed to backfire when she got to make over. she had had her hair cut short and blond. big change? yes, i was like, oh my god. you look beautiful. she said, i m certainly glad you like it because bob doesn t like it at all. he had a fit that i had caught my hair off. i said, a lot of men like women with lady with long hair. when martha and was at work, chuck kept an eye on bob. chuck was right there. bob wasn t a downward spiral. martha and complained that bob was abusing his anti depressants, and martha anne and chuck found themself managing one painful scare after another.
when martha and was at work, chuck kept an eye on bob. chuck was right there. bob wasn t a downward spiral. martha and complained that bob was abusing his anti depressants, and martha anne and chuck found themself managing one painful scare after another. in one episode, they rushed bob to the va hospital more than three hours away passed out of the in the car. out of it. i understand they had to stop the car to do cpr on him. bob was stabilized, after he was deemed well enough, sent home. two days later, on the monday in may, martha and got up early and went to work as usual. she had arranged for chuck to check in on bob that afternoon. it was he who found bob, call 9-1-1. w arrived later to find police cars and ambulances and a frantic martha ann. so, the two of us just sat there and hugged each other and, bold, and just cried our eyes out.