Don't Go Chasing Waterfalls (2013) - Plot & Excerpts
Ronald Stewart was a large man, muscled and fat, but despair had cracked open his shell and ripped out his center. The nutless husk that was talking to us barely knew we were there. “Courtney was…I mean is…”He began to cry, ragged, high-pitched sobs that shuddered through his whole body.His wife was just the opposite. If Ron was a shell, tragedy had turned Debby Stewart to stone. Her body should have looked soft—she was plump and pillowy—but her face was hard and cold and devoid of weakness. “How much does an expert tracker charge, Mr. Morris?”I looked around their home. It was a simple one-story affair, and most of the furniture in it looked decades old, possessions acquired from dead relatives and department stores. He was a retired truck driver and she worked for the city of Bonaparte in some sort of secretarial capacity. More than half of the photos in the living room had their missing nineteen-year-old daughter in them. She was a beautiful girl.I did them the courtesy of not smiling.
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