He’d tried to catch up with Father John yesterday, but the priest had been sick. If there was anyone who knew what was going on with Mrs. Birch back then, it was Father John. Kade could have gone to Mass, sat in the back and waited, but he didn’t belong inside a church. He’d never understood the concept of faith and his work involved seeing things that made it difficult to believe in God. He preferred to sit in his old truck with a heater that no longer worked; he rubbed his hands together to stave off the cold. The clock slowly ticked the minutes off. He tried not to think about anything, but one thought just wouldn’t leave him alone. I should have made more of an effort to find her. Now she’s married. She could have a baby by now! Why didn’t I try harder to find her? If she’s married, is it really over between us? If she’s not coming back, then what difference does it make if there was more to what happened to her parents?
