I never imagined I would pressure a grieving family member into giving me an interview.  But I was desperate. My deadline was looming and there was still an important piece missing from my story: An interview with the aunt of a young boy who was beaten to death. His aunt’s name is Katrina and she had agreed to meet me at the cemetery where little Christopher was buried. Then she  stood me up. I really needed this interview. Finally a few days later, I gathered the strength to pick up the phone one last time. She didn’t answer, so I left a message telling her that I would be writing about Christopher’s death with or without her. I wanted to do the story justice, but for that, I needed her. A few minutes later, she sent me a text…  READ MORE HERE