Blood Will Tell by Carlton Smith

This is another book I read in 2009. I was reading it when I went to the hospital in November. Every once in a while, I like to read "true crime" books by authors such as Ann Rule or John Walsh. I'd never read anything by Carlton Smith before.

Ken and Kristine Fitzhugh seemed to be one of those couples that were together, happy, and normal. They had two sons, both in college when she was murdered. They were involved in such wholesome activities like the PTA and Boy Scouts. She loved her job as an art teacher.

Then ... tragedy struck. Ken Fitzhugh was with two friends when he got a call from the school at which Kristine worked. She'd never shown up to teach her class and that was totally unlike her. So Ken stopped at home while the two friends waited and went to check and see what had happened. The two friends were shocked when Ken reappeared, asking for them to call 911. He'd found Kristine at the bottom of a flight of stairs. It appeared she'd fallen.

It appeared she'd fallen.

What really happened? Why?

The book goes on to explain it in that matter of fact way true crime stories unfold. I remember it was very depressing and was glad to finish it. It wasn't a bad book by any means, just sad.