Last night, the news carried word of a missing man, evidence of foul play, and the designation of a homicide. Tonight come the names of the suspects. A million dollar bail amount set for a kid whose sister I babysat.
The parents have such generous hearts. What does this do to them? To the kid's younger siblings? And to his child?
Not having details to fill in, my head switches back to one of my reservation students who, with a friend, killed the friend's uncle over the last can of beer in the fridge.
Too drunk? Too high? Were you thinking?
Officials are searching local lakes. I am not going kayaking.
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