Tag: missing

  • The Clue

    “It was a major clue.  A major red flag things would never work out between the two of us.”  I repeated my new mantra as I moved my furniture out of Sean’s apartment.  He wasn’t supposed to be home for the next few hours so I was hoping he really would stay at work until…

  • In a Corner

    “People just don’t disappear,” I told the police officer perched on the edge of my couch.  “I know my sister, she has never been out of contact for this long before.  Something has happened.”  “How long has she been out of contact?” He asked looking back at his notebook.  I tried not to snap.  I had already told him at least three times that…

  • Backroads

    “Just take all the backroads.  Those are the best roads to take at night.” I listened to Tyler from the back seat and tried to go back to sleep.  I didn’t want to be involved with what they were doing, but didn’t know how to crawl out of the hole I was already in.  Tyler and Dylan both knew I was terrible at…

  • Thoughts and Prayers

    “I really hate it when people say I’m in their thoughts and prayers,” I mumbled as I fluffed the pillow under my head.  “They are just trying to be nice because they don’t know what to say.”  Michael flipped on his side to look at me.  “I wish they would do something other than think…

  • The Missing

    “The boys weren’t there.  Where could they be if they aren’t at the park?  Oh my God, Hudson, what if somebody took them?”  I tried to bend over to try to catch my breath, but bending seemed to only make my heart beat faster.  Hudson put his hand on my arm and I shook him off.  If our son and his friend were…

  • Nothing but Pray

    “I haven’t done anything but pray since I heard the news.  I don’t know what else I can do at this point.”  I waited for my sister to respond, but knew from the silence that she had hung up on me.  When I was twelve and Savannah fourteen, our sister Grace had left the house for high school one Friday afternoon and never returned. …

  • Without a Trace

    “Adam!  Jenny!  Michael!  I’m home,” I called as I kicked the door closed behind me.  I struggled through to the kitchen and managed to get all the bags onto the island without dropping a single thing.  “I’m home,” I called again.  I started putting the groceries away, listening with one ear for any noise coming from above.  Or below.  Or anywhere.  After a few minutes,…

  • The Soccer Coach

    “I think he just wants to be seen,” I told the coach.  “His father just left and I know he feels like he is being left behind.”  I practiced my speech as I headed toward my son’s soccer practice.  I actually wondered if he would let Tyler back on the team or not, Tyler had been late…