“He was on the job at the time and at his insistence, we set up a meeting at Huntingford City Park by the entrance to the wooded trail at nine p.m. Nope, not a scary place at all. In the dark. On a cold, cloudy night. I was cutting the time a little close. Once my mother started reading my list of transgressions, it was almost impossible to make her stop. And doesn’t every kid bite their mom at one point? Okay, I may have been more excessive than most. I’m sure I didn’t mean to leave scars. ...Jeez, time to let it go, woman. Now at five till nine, I looped my car around the winding, dark lane of the park. All five acres of it. Past the kiddie playground and the jogging track, across the bike path, working my way toward the back end. A wooded trail circled the outskirts. Not being a big fan of woods and ticks and creatures that carried rabies, I rarely had cause to come here. Parked beneath a street light and facing the bike path, Andre sat behind the wheel of a big, white SUV.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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