I don't know what's going on. I don't know where my kids are. I'm a mess. I don't know.

Are my sons laying in this house? Did he slip out and do something? He obviously had a sharp knife and he just

like he was stabbing it. I don't know. I don't know what's going on. I don't know where my kids are. I know that their dad is now telling

the hospital he tried to kill himself, where are my sons?

What have you done to them?

A frantic search in the town of Merrency.

We know their dad lied to police.

The brothers are ages five, seven, and nine.

They're from the town of Merrency, Michigan.

Still no sign denied of Andrew, Alexander, and Tanner Skelton.

This community is beginning to fear the worst. Taney and I have started talking about once or twice a week, usually in the evenings after work, just checking in with each other.

In addition to working, she's been preparing for her daughter's wedding.

She's been busy.

When we talk, it's mostly about the boys, but there are normal mundane

sidebars and tangents that anyone has in a regular conversation.

You last heard her telling us the quote unquote back story of the kids going

missing.

You know that John taking the kids to Florida, Taney then going

down to take them back, the divorce, her accounting of a fictional woman named Joanne Taylor,

and that John's behavior was becoming more and more erratic.

Black Friday of 2010 is where we'll pick back up,

before Tanya knew the severity of the situation,

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