One cold, sunny morning in September 1998, my mother awoke to an empty house, packed a few belongings in a pink sports bag, put on her coat and shoes, locked the front door and walked away from her life. She left a note asking my dad to look after my brother and me, and headed in the direction of the local train station.
She has not been seen or heard of since.→[More:]
A sad, baffling story. I have a theory. What do you think happened to her?