Image of Innocence
Bethany Knickerbocker
The beach still looked the same as it did the last time I was here, though in my memories the moon provided the only illumination. In the daylight, the stones in the sand glistened and gulls squawked overhead. Children shared boogie boards, and I wondered if they could feel the thickness in the air that I felt. It was my first time here since the last search party effort three years ago. Once I took some pictures today, I’d never come back. A week after her disappearance, they found her here at the state park. Reporters labelled us as the type of town where nothing ever happened. But I had been in my senior year of high school, so every prom dress purchase and college acceptance letter had Haylee and I passing notes with the excite30 A
