Sunday night, June 12, 2011 was a day that should have been like any other day for Kelly Rothwell... but instead of having Sunday brunch with friends, or getting ready for another work week on the job as a police woman, friends instead gathered in front of her condo on Indian Rocks Beach to mourn. They brought candles and orange towels to sit on and reflect about Kelly and her life.... how she touched SO many lives with her kindness, her silly laugh and her gentle nature. Kelly can't be all of those things anymore to the ones who love her, because Kelly is "missing" and is presumed murdered. She is somewhere out there and one person knows for sure where she is and the circumstances of her demise.
But he's not talking to police.
But what he IS doing is taunting people on Facebook, spewing derogatory remarks and nasty, vile comments to a family that is grieving for the loss of a loved one... a loved one that HE was supposed to care about... He has been talking to a NEW lady love.. a new "soul mate"... someone who has little idea of his violent, controlling nature. She's been warned but so far hasn't made the connection yet.
But tonight on the beach, friends lit candles and looked out onto the water as the sun set on another day... another day without Kelly's smile, and her sweet laugh~~
The world is a much lonelier place without her in it....