Everything stopped.
I couldn’t breathe or think.
“What?”
Lily’s face was streaked with tears. “His name’s Eddie. His son worked with Dad. He tells me stories about him. About what Dad was like at work… and the things they did together. I just wanted to hear more about him, Mom. I just wanted to feel close to Dad again.”
I turned to look at the man, Eddie. He looked terrified, sad, and desperate all at once.
“Ma’am, I’m so sorry.” His voice was rough. “I’ve been trying to figure out how to reach you for months. I didn’t mean for it to happen like this. I’ve been sick, and I lost my home in the storm last spring, and I didn’t know how to approach you without scaring you.”
“Why? Why would you need to reach me?”
Eddie’s eyes filled with something that looked like pain. “Because your husband was my son’s best friend. And because I think Mark might have been killed.”
“What are you talking about?”
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