Maureen Maher

Well, that must have stopped you in your tracks.

Oh, I froze.

To know it's his name and that's his handwriting.

Right.

And my heart started hammering because I thought, this is it.

She couldn't open it just then.

She waited 48 hours, then passed it to Mark Osler.

He said, it's good.

And I just sank down in the chair beside him in relief.

The letter contained the one piece of information she had been waiting more than two decades for.

I think the time has come for me to drop the charade and finally be honest.

I am guilty of killing your sister, Nancy, and her husband, Richard.

I also want to take this opportunity to express my deepest condolences and apologize to you.

And I started to cry.

I never thought I would receive that.

And to have it was such a burden lifted.

It was just like this rock being lifted off of me.

For him to understand the magnitude of what he took and to own it.

Then the man who murdered her sister agreed to meet her face to face.

Five months later, Jean made the two-hour drive to Pontiac Prison.