She disappeared 10 years before my older daughter was born, but Tiffany Sessions became a household name for us last week when police fingered a dead serial killer as the murderer of the University of Florida student.
I’ve been horrified about the details of this case since I moved to Florida in the early 1990s. All those years don’t numb the cold dread in my stomach when I consider the q uote from Tiffany’s mom at a press conference outside a swampy, wooded field on the south side of Gainesville, where police searched for her 20-year-old’s body.
“Did you find any piece of evidence of Tiffany back there?” Hilary Sessions asked police.
Read the column at MomsMiami.com.