What had Mom screamed to the congregation? Every one of you bears responsibility. Every. One. Of. You. It was mortifying, thinking of her breaking down in public. We tried so hard to hide it, Dad and me. Now everyone would know, not just the neighbors who’d helped us out when Junie and I were little. I stopped my bike at the East Saint Germain traffic light. To my left was a strip mall. To my right was the Northside Diner. Father Adolph’s words came to me. The same goes for Elizabeth McCain, who hasn’t been seen since she went missing from the Northside Diner over a week ago.