Written Fireside: Missing You Part 2
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Written Fireside: Missing You – Part Two
Sam sighed in her ear, but Kaylie had no time for his protests. “Look, Sam, I know. I get it. You don’t want to see me. Trust me, I don’t want to see you either.” She stroked the whimpering dog at her feet, gently combing her fingers through his thick fur to check for any injuries. “But I’m at Max’s place and there is something very, very wrong here.”
The only reply was silence, and she could practically hear the wheels turning in Sam’s head through the phone. There were so many reasons for him to say no. She swallowed back her pride, her anger, the little part of her heart that still raced at the sound of his deep voice. “I’m asking for your help, Sam. Please.”
George licked her palm and Kaylie held her breath. She didn’t know if she could do this alone.
“I’ll be there in a half an hour,” he said.
She closed her eyes as relief flooded over her. “Thank you.”
She clicked her cell phone off and shoved it back into her pocket. For the first time in a week, the terrible feeling in her gut subsided, and she felt like she could breathe again.
She finished her examination of George, relieved to find that though the dog was covered in dirt and debris, he seemed unharmed. At least that was something positive. She raked yellow leaves out of his hair, tree bark, grass, and sage. Something jabbed her finger and she pulled her hand back, hissing from the unexpected pain.
She sucked on her injured finger while she carefully searched the dog’s coat for whatever it was that stabbed her. She found something hard and sharp in the depths of his fur and pulled it out to examine in the sunlight streaming in through the open front door.
“What the hell…?” she murmured as she held up a piece of red-painted wood.
The color brought back memories of long forgotten childhood wanderings and endless summer days. Back when her parents owned this house, and she and Max used to explore the woods like little wild creatures. She knew what it was immediately, and the realization came like a cold finger pressed against the base of her spine. It was a piece of siding from the old abandoned mansion deep in the woods, way down the tree-lined road, where it deadened into nothingness. What would George be doing down that way? Max would never let him roam so far and there was no reason for her brother to be there at all.
She tapped the fragment against her thigh while she waited for Sam to arrive, not at all pleased by this development.
MISSING YOU continues on JUNE 17 with Part 3 by ANGELA CAMPBELL!