Missing Part 2
The Tuesday work day began at the pool store with no updates from daddy. “I walked in the door that day, Beth [my dad’s assistant] was on the phone with my grandfather, and she gave the phone to me right as I walked in the […]
Meeting Her
A year earlier in the spring of 1991 when I was seventeen and living solo with my dad in the U-shaped house of my childhood, I had no idea what a treasured blessing it would be to spend the last semester of my junior year […]