Part1: At 4:30 A.M., my husband came home, saw me holding our 2-month-old baby while I cooked breakfast
The front door opened at exactly 4:30 a.m. Claire Miller knew the sound before she saw her husband. The lock turned once, stuck the way it always did, and then gave with a small scrape that moved down the hallway and into the kitchen. She was barefoot on the tile, one arm curled around her…