Whispers From Yesterday
“he said to the three boys who were helping him stack firewood against the south side of the house. If the sheriff’s deputy was bringing bad news about Hal, Dusty wanted to hear it alone first, then break it to the others in the right way.The deputy, Colin Reilly, unfolded his gangly, six-foot-seven-inch frame and stood beside the black-and-white car. He squinted against the bright midday sun as Dusty strode toward him. “Afternoon.”Dusty nodded his return greeting.Colin wasn’t the type to beat around the bush. “They found Miss Butler’s car in Portland, what’s left of it. It’s been stripped.”“And Hal?”“No sign of him. They think he abandoned the car because it quit running, although they can’t be sure there wasn’t foul play.” Colin tipped his hat slightly back on his head. “Has he got friends over that way?”“Not that I know of. He grew up in this area, shuffled between different family members about every four to six months. I doubt any of them would know either.”“Yeah, we haven’t had m...uch help from any of the Junkers.”“Has Hal tried to contact the girl?MoreLess
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