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The Vanishing: Chapter Two
Chapter Two:
There was a fear that lingered after the trauma had past, especially when you weren’t sure that trauma was over or not, especially when you had hundreds of questions and no answers, even in the relative safety of the hospital I felt exposed. Someone had tried to kill me, at my own house, targeted as I was working in my garden.
My family stood by my side, taking shifts so I did not have to be alone with my thoughts and fears. I was so wrapped in those it did not give me time to grieve to come to terms with the fact I was paralyzed from the waist down. The reality was there every moment of everyday but the fear outweighed that.
I came from a strong family so why was I letting fear rule my life. I couldn’t let me stop living. Rachel. was still missing and somehow my shooting tied in with that, it wasn’t a coincidence I was shot after the release of the podcast and book.
Was I getting closer to answers, so now they, whoever they were were trying to get me to stop? Weee they were trying to silence me? As hard as this was, as frightened as I was, I would never stop trying to find my sisters or at least find out what happened to her.
I talked to Esther about my fears, but try to shield my Mother as much as possible. The last six years had taken a toll on her, and my Father, now they were…
