Finding His Child

Clutching the mug with both hands, Sabrina looked down, tracing the patterns on her hardwood floor with her eyes. “Searching for his daughter,” she said quietly. Rosie had been hiking the Dungeness River Trail the last time anyone had seen her. The trail made a figure eight to the Dungeness River Falls and back, and she saw the smooth-soled prints of shiny black cop shoes every time she herself stepped on it. She’d stopped going to the Falls after a while.

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