An Inarticulate Sea by Tamsen Schultz

Author:Tamsen Schultz [Schultz, Tamsen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781635762570
Publisher: EverAfter Platinum
Published: 2017-05-12T04:00:00+00:00

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Drew eyed the last box as dusk rapidly approached. They’d gone through the others and, along with more videos, they’d found lots of pictures, books, ribbons from Carly’s riding days, and a whole host of other things that would be found in a typical sixteen-year-old girl’s room.

“How are you doing?” he asked as he placed another DVD on the pile they’d started.

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, she looked up from the photo album laying open in her lap. “Fine. “

When he raised his eyebrows at her in doubt, she opened her mouth to say something, then shut it, and the album, and stood. After stretching out her back, she took a seat in the chairs across from where he sat on the couch.

“Okay, I’m not fine. I’m not terrible either. I know that’s what you’re worried about, but it doesn’t feel traumatic or anything like that. Honestly, it feels weird. Most people have a chance to outgrow things,” she said, waving to some of the items scattered around her living room, such as two stuffed animals and her old bedside lamp with a shade she’d covered in stickers when she was a little girl.

“I didn’t have that chance. It was there one day and gone the next. I feel dissociated from the person this girl was, so it feels a little like looking into someone else’s life. I mean, I know I’m not,” she said as she reached forward to pick up a photo in which a young version of herself stood beside a horse and held both a huge ribbon and a silver cup. “I know this was me. I remember the day this happened. But . . .” She let her voice trail off.

There were a lot of memories lying about her living room; memories she hadn’t let herself contemplate for years. It was going to take more than four hours for her to understand how she felt about it all—not the stuff, but what it represented, the extent of what she’d lost. “How about a break. And maybe a drink?” he suggested.

She smiled and put the photo back on the coffee table. “Perfect. And maybe a small snack too. I’m feeling a little peckish,” she added as she stood.

Once they’d settled in the chairs on the porch, with cheese and crackers between them and whiskeys in hand, they sat in companionable silence for several minutes—until both their phones rang almost simultaneously. Drew cast Carly a curious glance, which was answered with one just as curious. They both answered.

“It’s Marsh,” Mikaela said on the other end of his phone.

“Mikaela,” he said, to let Carly know who had called him.

“Vivi,” Carly said into her phone keeping her eyes on him.

“I’m leaving the lab right now,” Mikaela said, “but wanted to update you on the final autopsy results on Marguerite.” Drew turned his attention back to the call.

“Vivi is talking to Carly right now,” he said.

“I know. Vivi is going to walk her through what we found in the boxes.

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