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The Discovery
The Discovery“Do these look familiar, Mrs. Bouvier?” I nod. The officer has brought me Reggie’s pants, tossed overboard a week before as Monica and Peggy crossed Long Island Sound headed for Connecticut with my naked and unconscious husband. “Yes, that’s what Reggie was wearing the night... the night...” Yes, my role playing continues as I burst into tears. I am so shameless in my feigned despair. “But why would he take them off?” “We found them well out in Long Island Sound. Cold water will bring hypothermia, ma’am. As the body cools the nervous system sends conflicting messages to the brain. The victim actually begins to feel warmer rather than cooler, thus removing garments at a most critical time. It’s a phenomenon with which we’re too familiar, unfortunately.” The Coast Guard of
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