Lily…
My Lily.
Where is she?
What have they done with her?
Was it the police?
Have they taken her from me?
But they wouldn"t empty her apartment…
Take away her furniture…
Would they?
The one with the knife?
Or was it that big blond schmuck?
She was friendly with him.
And she had his card.
I turn the card over in my fingers, over and over. I"ve handled it so much that the print is rubbing off. The edges have lost that sharp-edged new feeling, now furred and soft.
It doesn"t matter. I know what it says.
Michael Summerford…
Life and Beauty. Live the Dream. Be the person you dream of.
Is he f*****g you?
He"s taken you from me and he"s f*****g you.
He"s a big bastard.
Gotta be careful. Take the time to heal.
But I know where to find you…
*****
