and dreams. and it s so real, it feels like her. and she just gives me a hug. why did it have to happen to our family? why did it have to happen to michelle? why that they? a young nursing student disappears. she was still dressed in my hospital scrubs. something drew her out to her car. the cousin she grew up with. the brother she raised. desperate to find her. they were able to do what a lot of other families have never been able to do. text messages, security monitors, surveillance videos. were they sons that she was trapped, reaching out for help? one of the things about, this is that didn t make sense. moment by moment dateline was there for every turn. look, there s blood wiped across. was she missing or murdered? was this the key? i will take her life and hers. a threat, a voice seething with hate and rage. you deserve to die for your lies. it s your last and final warning. what s happened to michelle? this case is not going to be over unt
cancer finally took her life it was a shock. she died december 1st, 1999. we had just seen her for thanksgiving, maybe not a week prior. alone, michael, and michelle, were taken in by christine s family. she told me a story about, how after her mom passed away, she didn t know what to do it first until she saw michael in the garage, holding something of his moms, and crying. she told me, that was the time i knew it was time to be big sister, and be a mother figure. overcome that sense of loss, and say this boy? yes. she could tell. he made a commitment, between her and i, that she would look out for me. but not just michael. michelle, also, kept watch over christine. she was like my older sister. she dressed me, she tweezed my eyebrows, she taught me makeup. taught you about boys? exactly. all the time. she helped me write my first love letter. oh my gosh. when we were growing up, we were so like, my family called me mini michelle. now, many michelle, michael, a
stories about what? one that we always loved, it was one called the woman on the moon. it is a vietnamese love story about, how if you look hard enough, the shadows of the moon almost looked like a woman with long, flowing hair. and, at the same day of year, she would come down to look for the one she loved. but, ultimately, she was trapped on the moon, only to watch over him. folklore, the kind of reality that is like armor for a child. it protects, in a time of terror. michael was 11, when his mother learned she had breast cancer, but she did not tell him. she protected him from the worst of it, both he, and it s 14 of, systematize. so, when the cancer finally took her life it was a shock. she died december 1st, 1999. we had just seen her for thanksgiving, maybe not a week prior. alone, michael, and michelle,
diary they write remains she would always tell us stories and stories about what? one that we always loved was forever. of course, it s meaningless, most of it. one called, the woman on the meaningless, that is until it s moon. and it s a vietnamese love story not. until it s terrifying. about, if you look really hard the san francisco bay, may 27th, enough, that the shad dose of the moon kind of looks like a woman with long, flowing hair. and the same day of the year, 2011. 6:55 p.m., a young nursing she would come down, looking for student named michelle lei walks the one that she loved. across a foot bridge from her but ultimately, she was trapped training hospital to the parking lot. she is not supposed to be here. for reasons unknown and without on the moon to watch over him. folklore is the kind of permission, she has left her post at the hospital. reality that is like armor for a child. here she walks to a white honda it protects in a time of terror. michael was 11 when
moon. and it s a vietnamese love story about if you looked really hard enough that the shadows on the moon kind of looks like a woman with long flowing hair. and the same day of the year she would come down looking for the one that she loved. well, ultimately, she was trapped on the moon to watch over him. reporter: folklore is the kind of reality that is like armor for a child. it protects in a time of terror. michael was 11 when his mother learned she had breast cancer, but she did not tell him. she protected him from the worst of it, both he and his 14-year-old sister michelle. and so when the cancer finally took her life it came as a shock. she died december 1st, 1999. and we had just seen her for thanksgiving, maybe about a week ago. reporter: now alone, michael and michelle were taken in by krystine s family. she told me a story about