Seven Crumpled Dollar Bills on a Pine Table in Michigan

home,” Sarah said between shallow breaths. “He wrote down every time I went to the grocery store as a trip to abandon Tyler.”

“He has the times down to the minute,” Shark said, polishing his glasses on his sleeve. “Look at this entry from November twelfth.”

“That was the day I bought Tyler’s school shoes,” Sarah said.

“He has the exact store location continue reading …