Myron questions his actions in this story, as I think we all question our actions and contemplate our path in life. Another enjoyable story.
fl:The missing girl--there had been unceasing news reports, always flashing to that achingly ordinary school portrait of the vanished teen, you know the one, with the rainbow-swirl background, the girl's hair too straight, her smile to self-conscious, then a quick cut to the worried parents on the front lawn, microphones surrounding them, Mom silently tearful Dad reading a statement with quivering lip--that girl, that missing girl, had just walked past Edna Skylar. ll: And now, at long last, he had.
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