Time again for Snippet Sunday and Weekend Writing Warriors. The story so far has its own, dedicated page for catch-up purposes, if you’re interested. On we go to the story, which picks up with Shane once more. A couple more days have passed, and still there’s no sign of Charlie.
I pull up to our old spot, behind Toys r’ Us, to find it faced another in an endless string of strip malls rather than the woods I’m used to. If Charlie was hanging out there I would have been able to see him from a quarter-mile away–no such luck. It’s been more than a week since he’s been spotted, his phone has been dead for days and his dad says he didn’t show up at the doctor’s.
I suppose it’s possible he’s dead.
The seriousness of the thing had been hanging in the back of my mind for some time, never fully acknowledged, maybe because I was sure he’d be at the old spot when I got here. But that was stupid; Charlie’s gone, and he’s dumb enough to stay gone, all because those two couldn’t keep their hands to themselves for a few more days. I park the car around the corner, hidden from sight, and climb out. There’s still a chance Charlie will show up, there’s a chance every minute, and I’ll be waiting. I don’t care how long it takes.
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