Green Dreams by Gary W Ritter

Green Dreams by Gary W Ritter

Author:Gary W Ritter [Ritter, Gary W]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781710300901
Published: 2020-04-15T22:00:00+00:00


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The system held hundreds of blueprints and design schemes that made no sense to either of them. In addition, there were many encrypted files, except for several that weren’t locked.

“I know this name, and this one!” The printout Lizzy held contained names of people, hundreds of them. They’d searched the computer for context but found none. The names stood alone with no reference as to their origin.

Jason, because of his interest in the Green movement also recognized many of the names. Lizzy’s confirmation enabled him to know no doubt. There were sinister connections with human trafficking. The list made him feel like he’d eaten turkey stuffing gone bad.

His knees felt weak. “Sorry,” he said, sitting down and mopping his forehead with his sleeve.

“What happened?”

Jason licked his lips. His mouth was dry, his throat raw. As much as he was drawn to her, their relationship was too new, their time together not yet substantial enough to have discussed the hidden aspects of their lives. He told her about his blog. She knew about Marcy, but wasn’t aware of the driving passion that losing his daughter had generated within him. Missing children had captured his imagination. The guilt that fostered it was his shameful secret.

At the time that Mary Sue had stolen away and taken Marcy, Jason had burdened himself with ill will and recriminations, but he hadn’t acted. He’d fooled himself and pretended that he’d spent hours of every day, days of the ensuing weeks, and weeks of the subsequent years searching, following up leads, running into dead ends. But he hadn’t. It was all an elaborate shell game that he’d run on himself, a self-imposed, false memory that he’d allowed himself to believe. He hadn’t lifted a finger to search for Marcy. Why? Laziness? Apathy? The fact of his inaction stuck in his craw and fostered unending guilt. To his everlasting shame.

Lizzy could have reviled him. She could have walked away in disgust at his weakness. That she didn’t, that she held him instead when he finished recounting the narrative, said more about her character than any words.



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