Papi Killed Mommy

  On July 8, 1993, my mother, Stephanie "Stacy" Wasilishin, spent the day struggling — at work, in her relationship, and in her spirit. It would be the last day of her life. In this episode, I walk you through the full timeline of my mother's final hours, backed by details from the police case file, witness interviews, and phone records. I trace her movements from her final shift at Pietro's resta...

  I was ten years old the night my mother was murdered — a night that shattered my childhood and changed my life forever. In this episode, I take you back to that fateful evening, sharing the intimate and haunting details of the last time I ever saw her alive. My mother wasn't just a woman I loved; she was my safe place, my protector, my guide. That night, she was in the living room, lights dimmed...

  The call begins with "9‑1‑1, what's your emergency?"  Moments later, the man on the other end admits he might have killed my mother. Yet 32 years have passed without a single charge, trial, or ounce of justice. My name is Nikki —daughter of a bright, funny, fiercely loved woman whose death was ruled a homicide and then quietly shelved. I was ten when I kissed her good‑night for the last time. To...

  BONUS EPISODE: A Letter From a Friend Before Papi Killed Mommy officially launches on July 9th, I wanted to give you the chance to meet the woman at the heart of this story — my mom, Stacy. This bonus episode features a letter written by one of my mother's oldest and closest friends. In it, she shares vivid memories and heartfelt reflections that paint a picture of who my mom truly was — beyond...

   I was 10 years old when my mother was murdered.  The man who did it is still free.  This isn't just a true crime podcast — it's my real life.  If you believe in justice, subscribe to Papi Killed Mommy  Support the show