My in-laws sent my daughter a teddy bear for her birthday—when she pointed to its eye, I realized something was terribly wrong, and three days later, the police were at their door

defend his mother.

He just stared at the screen as if he’d just discovered that his entire childhood had cracks running through it.

That same day we filed a complaint with the public prosecutor. We brought the bear, the memory card, the photos, the videos, and our statements. They asked whether my in-laws had a key to our house. Yes, before. Not anymore.continue reading …