Isla Brown
My name is Isla Brown. I didn’t know Kristin, I meet Henry Heffernan in the 7th grade and we became inseparable just how I image Clint and Kristin were. Every time I look into Henry’s eyes I see that sweet young boy who lost a beautiful woman, none the less his own mother. It’s heartbreaking to me that Henry, Van, and Clint had to go through something so traumatic so soon in their lives. Clint, Van, and Henry loved her so much and the sweet memories of pictures in the walls in their house say so. I hope Kristin is in a better place now at peace. I wish I meet her while I still could have. R.I.P Kristin Heffernan🩷

