There’s nothing like coffee in the morning. I always start my day with a cup. But in the evenings, I usually go for tea.
You know how it is, you start the kettle and in no time, you have a hot cup ready — after dropping in a bag of your favorite brew, of course.
After a few minutes, you pull out the bag, toss it in the trash and drink the tea.
What began as a routine family evening has turned into a deeply unsettling mystery. The disappearance of Nancy Guthrie, mother of Savannah Guthrie, has evolved from a missing-person…
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All I wanted was a warm, dry place to feed my baby granddaughter while the rain poured outside—but instead, I found myself humiliated, judged, and told I…
As the investigation into Nancy Guthrie’s disappearance continues, a brief public sighting has drawn renewed attention during an already emotional and uncertain time. Savannah Guthrie’s sister, Annie…
The message came at the worst possible moment — brief, cryptic, and terrifying in its timing. As the Guthrie family pleaded publicly for help finding their missing…