"It's time to go home, Jo."I hear the voice in my dreams, but I don't understand what it means. I am home. I haven't left for two weeks because once again, my name and my private life is the hottest topic in local news, only this time, it's not a drug-addled ex-boyfriend dragging me through the mud. Some intrepid reporter no one ever heard of before tracked my parents down in Florida and asked for a comment about my recent brush with a serial killer...