“They don’t know any more? How can they not know any more? What have they been doing for the last week? ”
“Linda has only been missing -” Mary started.
“A week! She’s been missing for a week! What do you think is going on? Something has happened and the police haven’t done anything since Tuesday.” I interrupted Mary with my shouting. I couldn’t believe both the police and Mary seemed so nonchalant about the fact Linda was missing. Linda had never been gone for more than a single night in all the years she had been living with us.
“If you would let me finish. I would tell you what’s going on.” Mary calmly turned toward me and stared.
I had to force myself to take a deep breath and let Mary talk. I could feel my entire body getting hot and I knew my face was probably turning red. I had been getting irritated with Mary so often recently, I knew exactly what was going to happen and how I was going to react. Why I had ever involved her in this process was beyond me.
“Linda is not missing. She ran away and is in a safe place. Linda was running away from you.”
In that instant, I knew she was lying. Linda would never run away from me. I was the only one who kept her safe and fed. I may have slipped a few drugs into her food, but it was for her own good.