Six Bodies, One Killer, and a Perfect Revenge

My husband and I had a huge fight.

He insisted on burning the new yellow dress I'd just bought, his voice edged with obsession.

"There can't be anything yellow in this house, or we'll all die!"

I thought he was talking nonsense. We snapped at each other for a while, then I shut myself in the bathroom to cool off.

But when I finished my shower and came out, the house was full of police.

Six bodies lay in the living room.

My mom and dad, my in-laws, my husband, and my five-year-old daughter. All of them dead.