The Night They Buried Me Alive

The yacht bucked like a wild beast in the Lake Michigan storm, and my family faced a terrible choice.

There were only two spots left on the rescue boat, and my father didn' t hesitate: "Caleb, get in. Grab the dog."

They chose my adopted brother, the "good luck charm," and my mother' s prized show dog over me, yelling for me to swim to a non-existent marina.

My fiancée, Molly, was already gone, announcing her engagement to Caleb on the evening news before they even knew if I was dead or alive.