I was a college student and I had a job part-time at the local bank.

One day I'm working and this guy comes in and he's cute.

And after several times asking, I finally agreed to go out with him.

It was absolutely a whirlwind.

He was really the life of the party.

I mean, everyone loved him.

You know, I think we started in dating in March of 2000, and by the fall, we were engaged. I woke up that morning,

and there was this, like, huge line of tornadoes from, you know, Alabama to Mississippi. It was

going to be happening all night.

It was like the universe was saying, please, just rethink this.

Don't go through with it.

Just run away.

A lot of the things that I should have seen are all the red flags really started after we got married.

I found out that I was pregnant. Once the initial, I'm excited. I've got to tell people about it, you know, whatever. Once that was over, it was almost like a new sentence. Things are not

going well. Things are not okay. What else is going on that I've missed to this point? I think those were the first people to look at me one night when he was not there and say,

Carrie, something is terribly, terribly wrong here.

And it wasn't very long after that when the Tuscaloosa Police Department detective called me to ask if I would come in and speak with him about his business.

I packed up my things while David was gone as much as I could get in the back of my vehicle and drove my kids to my mother's house.

From there, I had no idea what happened until 16 years later.

Like, everything was fine and quiet.

And, you know, you don't realize how grateful you are for that until you get that ding, right?

When my son turned 18, I knew that because of the way that some of the laws work here,

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