Delta County by J. L. Hyde

Author:J. L. Hyde
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Thriller, Suspense, Michigan Authors, Oklahoma Authors, Murder Mystery
Publisher: J. L. Hyde
Published: 2022-09-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Fall 2021

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ne hour left. We are halfway done. I am no longer regretting that I agreed to this meeting; I’m feeling a load taken off my shoulders, just by talking about my life and everything I’ve experienced with this total stranger. I never discuss my problems because I don’t wish to be a burden on those around me. When people tell me how sorry they are for all the loss I’ve suffered, I always reply that I’m fine. I’m strong. I’m handling it. That’s not the truth; I’m not fine. Things will never be fine again so the best I can do is learn to process my grief. Now that I feel the relief from discussing my feelings, I know that I should have found a therapist years ago. It could have prevented a lot of heartache.

“Tell me what you hoped to accomplish by sending that letter, Heather.”

“Well, the obvious answer is that I hoped she’d tell me who she was covering for. Maybe she’d confirm that it was her who ran my parents off the road and offer me an explanation for the timeline. If I’m being honest with myself, I guess I also wanted to know if she shared my suspicions about Kelly’s death. Maybe if she knew I was also doubting the circumstances, she’d reach out and let me know that she agrees,” I answer.

“Did she respond?”

For months, I waited for her response. I checked my mailbox three times a day; I checked my email even more. I even checked the direct messages on my Instagram account and the responses from the contact form on my blog website. I called Doug Angeli’s office to make sure she didn’t mail her response to him. I listed all my contact methods at the bottom of the letter; I gave her so many ways to get in touch with me.

“I guess she needed some time to think about it before she responded.”

“How did that make you feel?” Vickie asks, taking a drink from her Styrofoam cup.

“I understood, surprisingly. I had moments of frustration over the lack of progress in my investigations, but I had far more moments of happiness. I was learning how to enjoy life again without grief being my primary emotion. I was back in Escanaba, social media was somehow paying the bills, and, by summer, Ryan was home. Life was very good.”

Vickie nods, gives a slight grin, and leans back in her seat. She sets her notebook down in front of her and rests her elbow on the back of the chair.

“I’d like to hear about this. Tell me about a memory you have when life became sweet again. Paint me a happy picture of life in Escanaba.”

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