How would you feel to know that another person was watching you? Watching you every single day. Specifically, and only you. Watching your children. Knew their names. Not only their names but their nicknames…what you called them in the privacy of your home. They knew what part of the house they played in and what they were doing when they shouldn’t have known this unless they had been inside. How would you feel to have no idea who this person was, where they were, or what they really wanted?
