Some Assembly Required by Lynn Kiele Bonasia

Author:Lynn Kiele Bonasia
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster
Published: 2008-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

If Rose could find out what happened to Lino, she might find a way to forgive herself for being duped by Val. She went to the library and pulled microfiche on the coverage of the disappearance in the Boston Globe and the Cape Gazette. She found out that Lino Almeida had grown up around boats, son of the late Sal Almeida, a Portuguese fisherman, one of the last of a dying breed. Lino had played soccer and hockey in high school, and pumped gas at one of the stations in town on weekends. In one of the articles, Cooper said he had no plans for college but that his dream had always been to run a boatyard, that he had been good with his hands and liked to tinker with outboards.

Rose looked up his senior photo in the yearbook at the library. He had his mother’s eyes, only they were dark, like his complexion. Except for a bad case of acne, he was a handsome kid. Rose looked up Val, who was no beauty even in high school, with her heavy features and her fine, blunt-cut hair parted in the middle and anchored behind her ears. She’d had kind eyes then too. Rose was about to return the yearbook to its slot on the shelf when she remembered Simon had said he’d been a freshman that year. She flipped to the underclassmen pages, under B, and there he was, top row, two photos directly above Karen Christie, a mousy-looking girl with long stringy brown hair who bore barely any resemblance to Calvin. Simon’s snapshot wasn’t the best picture either but it stirred something in Rose just the same and was pretty close in likeness to Noel’s rendering. In fact, he looked a lot like Noel himself. His long hair was mussed and made his head look lumpy. He had a piece of rawhide tied around his neck. But the school photo captured his tentative smile and something else, a hopeful look, like he had the whole world laid out ahead of him. Rose suddenly wished she’d known him then. She might have been able to save him. It was a childish thought. She snapped the book shut and slipped in into its place on the shelf. That was the beauty of books filled with the past. They could be snapped shut.

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