The authors are careful not to besmirch the victim’s family, but this impulse makes the story somewhat ridiculous and unbelievable. It was a total unpreventable accident that their grandkid went to the emergency room with injuries twice in the first weeks in their custody (and anyone upset by this is being unfair to them); they never ever discussed their daughter’s case in front of the children—the info the kids mysteriously blurted out must’ve been overheard; etc. The unwillingness to cop to these EXTREMELY minor transgressions is fairly stupid: these people are human and make mistakes that are nowhere near as egregious as the murder itself. But because of how silly some of these anecdotes are, it makes me question the reliability of the entire rest of the book. Disappointing that the narrative isn’t a little more honest.