In the Best of Families

“No way.  Marianne bitched too, but that artist is famous.  And I’m not giving up my technology — the remotes, wireless programming, the whole lot.”

 

“Ralph, it’s been a week.  Haven’t the police said anything about where my sister went?”  Donna brushed the brunette hair back from her face and frowned.

 

“I filed the missing person report.  Gave them her credit card numbers, cell phone number, the family’s address in Ohio.  Ohio’s the only place I could think, now that her — your — folks are gone.  The cops’ only clue was a gas station fill-up in Ohio where she used her card.”

 





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