Loss by SusiQ

Writers • People • posted on Oct 25, 2005

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Deep wrenching gut ache. That was all she felt over the last two days. Dismal dry heaves accompanied the pain as she no longer had tears. They had run dry somewhere during the first week of missing him. Missing that sweet mischevious face with the mop of blonde hair. Missing that soft mumbled voice first thing in the morning as the small body crept into her bed. Missing..... Another set of footsteps sounded, hesitating at the screen door of the white wooden beach house. The owner gazed with sympathy at the young delicate woman sitting in an antique rocking chair. Her petite frame seemed even smaller as she dealt with the grief and terror of having a child missing. Two weeks now since the house had heard the sound of 8 year old Chase Stewart clattering down the steps. Two weeks missing, two days confirmed deceased. Detective Nate watched the woman and wished there was someway he could ease the load off those shoulders. He noticed her shivering, turned to the lounge and picked up a gaily coloured crochet blanket off the back of the sofa.