Storm on Wildflower Island by Michelle Files

Author:Michelle Files [Files, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BookLovers.pub
Published: 2018-10-19T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

Though they had only been home a few days, the Jamisons were the talk of the island. No matter where they went, or what they did, Steve and Claire were stopped everywhere and asked where they had been. It was all getting on Steve's nerves. He couldn't believe the gall of people. He was usually an easy-going person, but the whole experience was wearing on his nerves. It got to the point where they didn't want to go anywhere. It was just easier staying home and not having to deal with it all. But they soon realized that was unrealistic. They had lives to lead and couldn't hide out in their house forever.

One of the things they did do without fail, was visit Dustin every week at the jail, though it wasn't easy. They had to catch the ferry over to the mainland and rent a car, and still had to drive a couple of hours to get there. It wasn't like he was in a cell at the sheriff’s office there on the island. None of that mattered to his parents. They went every single week, and would do so until he was released. They couldn't be there while he was growing up, but they would be there for him now.

At the Wildflower Inn, the teenagers that lived there also spoke of nothing but the Jamisons and the mystery surrounding the disappearance and return. Four teenage girls currently lived at the Inn. Tim and Roxanne Carmichael's daughters, Piper and Mary, as well as two girls put there by the state. They frequently housed girls that had been into some trouble, but nothing very serious. They did not want to put their daughters at risk. The girls that currently lived there were Frankie and Lola. Frankie had been there with them for a while, and Lola only a short time. All four girls helped out working at the Inn and in the café.

“What do you think really happened to them?” Mary asked the other three girls, as they ate lunch together at the cafe one slow afternoon.

Frankie was technically on duty and had to jump up every once in a while to help a customer. But there was only one other table at the moment and they knew Frankie. They told her they would holler if they needed anything.

“Something fishy, that’s for sure,” Lola responded, the many piercings in her ears gleaming in the sunlight. “They disappeared before any of us were even born, but I’ve seen pictures of them from not long before they disappeared, and they definitely look the same. That’s the weirdest part.”

“Yeah, that’s what my dad says too,” Piper jumped in. “He said he met them at the Miranda Inn on the weekend they disappeared. They never made it home that weekend. He said they haven’t changed at all. They still look like they’re 30 years old.”

“See, I don’t get that,” Frankie said, smoothing down her red hair against the never ending breezes on the island.

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