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and glanced again at her father as the almond-shaped eyes filled with fresh tears.
She found out she was pregnant. She was going to try to keep going to school but
she wanted my parents' support. I think my Mom might have listened but my Dad
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started yelling that she was a disgrace-- that she disgraced us all and he never
wanted to see her again. The tears spilled over, down her pale cheeks.
Laura lifted a hand to her own cheek and found she was crying as well.
What happened then? Your sister ran out? Vince's deep voice was gentle.
Amy nodded, tears streaming down her face unchecked. I was busy serving or I
would've gone to her sooner. I should've gone no matter what. She gulped and
wiped her eyes with the heel of her palm. By the time I got around the corner to
where she parked her car she was gone. Just ... gone. Nothing but those big scales
and then I knew ... knew I'd never see her again.
She broke down and sobbed, burying her face in her arms, her thin, bird-like
shoulders shaking with uncontrollable grief. Laura wanted to wail in sympathy.
The girl's pain was so fresh, so new....
Excuse me. She rose on unsteady legs, hoping Vince would understand, and
barely made it into the small, charmingly decorated ladies room in time.
After she finished she rinsed her mouth and ran some cool water over a paper
towel to press against the back of her neck.
There was a light rapping at the door. Laura, you okay?
Poor Vince, he's spent most of his day so far dragging me out of bathrooms. He's
going to think I'm crazy.
Coming, she said aloud. Tossing the damp towel she gave herself one last look
in the mirror. Red eyes ... check. Messy hair ... check. No bra ... double check. She
was officially ready to begin her new career as poor white trash. Gloria would be
so proud.
Laura stuck her tongue out at her reflection and then composed herself and opened
the door.
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Sorry, Vince. I didn't mean to leave you.
Hey, it's okay. The look in his dark brown eyes was one of concern, not anger or
frustration. The emotions felt like cool, soothing hand on the back of her neck.
This stuff is really hard on you, huh? he said softly.
Laura shrugged and did her best to look nonchalant. My tolerance is just low
right now. It's been a while since I exposed myself to other people's emotions. And
teenagers are always the worst somehow. Their feelings are so loud. She
grimaced and Vince laughed, a low chuckle that warmed her from the inside out.
I got you. I'm nearly done, though. You wanna wait in the car while I finish up?
He reached for his keycard.
There was nothing Laura wanted more but she shook her head.
I'm fine. Just let me sit across from the father and you sit across from the girl this
time. Okay?
Sure. She could feel his concern for her strongly and he looked like he wanted to
pat her back or rub her arm. Not wanting to flinch away and upset him, Laura
walked quickly ahead of him, pink mules tapping staccato notes on the polished
wooden floor.
So.... Vince sat across from Amy, who had gotten some control of herself and was sitting white-faced
and quiet with her hands folded in her lap. Laura sat across from the old man. His bitter anger was hard to
bear but not nearly as much as his daughter's piercing grief.
We're nearly done here. Vince made a few notations on the notepad and then
looked up at the quiet girl. Tell your father if he thinks of anything else, any
detail that might be of use in the investigation to give us a call.
You're wasting your time. Amy looked up from her neatly folded hands, her
eyes dull. Ploi is dead to him now. Even if you find her my father will never
speak to her again. She cut her eyes to the side but her father remained stubbornly
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silent. She ... Ploi was a good sister. I mean, sometimes she teased me and we
fought but most of the time she was cool for a big sister. And she shouldn't have
done what she did but that doesn't mean she deserves to be kidnapped and taken
away by whoever it was, she said in a rush, staring hard at her hands , which were
now busily folding the golden material of her skirt. I don't care if it's disrespectful
to say it. I ... I loved her.
Of course you did. Vince looked at the miserable girl and Laura could feel his
sympathy rise strongly between them. Hey, he said.
The girl looked up, meeting his eyes.
I know how you feel, Amy. I lost a sister too. But I haven't given up hope on
finding her. Her or your sister or any of them, okay?
Amy looked at him and Laura could feel the hope rekindle in the girl's soul, a thin,
weak flame but there nonetheless.
Okay, she said hesitantly. Thank you officer....
Roberts. Vince drew out a card and handed it across the table. You think of
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