When Linda Rose Tripp turned 48 last Nov. 24, she could well have reflected on a life that had slowed somewhat. Her children were grown: her son Ryan had turned 22; her daughter Allison would be 19 in April. And her husband Bruce, well, he was gone, moved out several years ago following the divorce. The two-story colonial on Cricket Pass, in a tranquil planned community between Baltimore and Washington, should have started to feel a little quiet. After all, Tripp had traveled the world for years with Bruce, a lieutenant colonel in the Army. Fluent in German, she had arranged...
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