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the reverberation of the sound through the speakers sending goosebumps down my arms. “I can push my meeting and fly back out there.” Something swelled inside
oh she's on the phone with him. very unclear!!
I found the podcasts oddly satisfying, scratching a very specific itch by unraveling each mystery in forty-five minutes or less.
same! ❤️
like a cataract-clouded eye.
oh that's good...
like the parting of parched lips.
this toooo!
had a bad falling out when the girl was around sixteen
Carol wasn’t the only girl that went missing around that time.”
relief.
Snake Pit, that terrible swampy place over by Rochester Heights.
wandering along the creek behind our house, looking for crayfish, until he winds up all the way out in the swamp.
Walnut Creek was
“Lightning” Larry Singleton, the L.A. Rams
But I guess that’s what often happens in relationships; it’s the things that initially attract you to someone, the things that make them different from you, that eventually become the very things that repel you.
Black people make up like fourteen percent of the population of this country, but around forty percent of America’s missing kids are Black.
that is A TERRIBLE statistic 😢😢😢
My sister Geri—Geraldine—disappeared a year before Carol.
but Larry marched over and grabbed me by the arm, hard, and pulled me into an empty classroom.”
“She was at Shaw? But she was only in high school when she disappeared.”
I found out they were friends.”
“Does the name Michael Hall mean anything to you?”
Eloise Hall? And
so Michael is Eloise's son but she didn't mention him!!?
Yvonne fought with Carol
dated. I mean, it’s just such a common name, she’d said dismissively. No one in particular comes to mind.
yah that's a huge and obvious thing to lie about
bring a friend along, so of course I brought Sally. She
we don’t even know who Dad’s father was.
my father’s blood alcohol level was five times the legal limit when his Corvette smashed into the jacaranda his supper clubs were named for; he
his rage was a vicious animal in a subpar cage.
maybe he killed his own sister?!
Geraldine and Sally enter a dark, early 1950s sedan on the days of their disappearances. One person speculated that the car was a Chevy 210—one
“She told me Mary grew up not knowing her daddy, too,” he added.
there's something about this mysterious missing dad....
surely you found mine?”
Carol. I even still have her old trunk of things she kept at my apartment at Shaw.
‘Y. Hall cancels report on C.S., citing conversation on 5/25/65.’
Yvonne, Michaels sister!
Michael’s sister retracted Carol’s missing person report but never told Michael about it.”
so messed up!!
The city seemed lively and energetic, bustling with a pride and sense of possibility that those TV stories seemed to have overlooked.
yes!!! I love Detroit!!!
an old dad.”
so he was like 50 years old when Maya was born!!? dang....
It was the unabashed giggle of a young girl, though she looked to be somewhere in her fifties, at least twenty years younger than her husband.
This was the kind of warmth a child was meant to grow up in.
This is so sweet ❤️
I didn’t expect him to have such negative feelings about his upbringing.
‘When you hear hoofbeats, think horses, not zebras.’
occams razor...
“My sister was hardly the only ‘Y. Hall’ in Raleigh at the time.
horses, not zebras—but
leaning against the hood of a car. A dark sedan. A Chevy; its front reminded me of a catfish, its headlights like a pair of wide-set eyes, its grille a silver-toothed grimace.
Geraldine and Sally were seen getting into a car like this one
Raymond Green.
When he stopped hanging around, I figured he finally made good on his promise and headed north.”
But I pointed out that four girls my age have gone missing from our neighborhood in the past year, three of which before graduating from Ligon. If the rumors are true, if there is a “Creek Killer” stalking girls in Raleigh, isn’t that more reason for me to leave? Isn’t that more reason not to delay my dreams?
touche
He threw the plate across the room and slammed the door behind him.
he is so messy
If you just got a real job and got out of that house, you could actually live your life and stop using Mom’s decisions as your excuses.”
she's a fucking nag if I'm being honest. that's not her place or her business suite frankly
The restaurant disappeared from view as I plunged into blackness.
Maybe this was the real reason I sometimes lost myself in investigating the mysteries of other people’s lives; because it dulled the pain of knowing I’d never have real answers for my own.
Yes!!!
“Isn’t it possible both things might be true?”
❤️ and that's the tough part about life ...
likely to protect her pastor father. I wondered what about his reputation needed protecting.
if he is a pastor, there is literally no telling the things he'd have needed kept quiet 🙄
oval-shaped locket with the letters “SD”
