Discretion is advice.

This is a minute murder.

On May 8th, 1998, a family in San Francisco, California welcomed their third child into the world

and became complete. This was the Tibbets family, and Rob and Laura Tibbets now had two sons

and a little baby girl. A girl who'd grow up to be warm and bubbly,

a light in all of their lives. Molly Cecilia Tibbets was fast friends with everyone she met.

She was kind, loved her family and her friends, but maybe most of all, she was very funny.

Molly often made the people around her laugh with her sense of humor, and that drew people to her all the time. But her

second grade in school was a time of great change for Molly. First, her parents got a divorce,

and then Molly, her two older brothers and her mother moved from

the bustling, lively San Francisco to Brooklyn, Iowa. Tram cars and vivid culture were replaced

by cornfields and a tightly knit community, but it was the community where Laura Tibbets had grown

up, and it seemed to suit her daughter as well.

The distance separated Rob from his children, but he made every effort to stay in touch and see them as often as he could, while his children settled into the quiet and sleepy life Brooklyn had to offer.

There were only around 1,400 people living in Brooklyn, making it one of

those places where everyone knows everyone. But it was when Molly was a junior in high school that

she came across a new face. His name was Dalton Jack, a senior in the same high school that

Molly was in, and he was sitting with one of his friends in his truck when Molly and one of her friends approached.

The four teenagers met.

Molly's sense of humor broke the ice between her and Dalton, and the next thing anyone knew was that Molly and Dalton were inseparable.

Anyone looking at them would know that they shared a love and connection

that only seems to happen in the movies, but their relationship would be tested when Molly graduated

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