#identity-change

#identity-change

In the summer of 1989, Karen Palmer bought a used car for cash, filled it with belongings some clothes, toys, one pot, one pan and a shoebox of photos and disappeared with her new husband and two young daughters. She didn't tell her mother, her friends or her neighbours where she was going. She gave no notice to her employers and landlord, leaving items out on her apartment balcony as a sign she still lived there.

I heard in evidence that Ruth laughed about my loyal brother dying for his friend. To think that someone would find that funny is so beyond belief. As a woman and a mother to think that another woman would laugh at the violent death of someone's loved one; [it] makes us sick to our stomach. I wonder does she still find it funny. I wonder is she laughing now as she hears the impact of what she did to my family