The Missing Girl

I wrote this story a couple of weeks ago with another prompt in mind but decided to adapt it a bit and post it in response to this week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt. (Thanks again, Joshua for the prompt image.) This is one of those “leaves you hanging” stories.

I trust my Fellow Fiction writers and our long-suffering moderator, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, will bear with a second response. Mille mercis to Rochelle for taking much time and effort in her kind replies to all our stories. Check out her blog, Addicted to Purple, for more info about the group.

I’m going to be “away” for awhile. Last night I went through my DropBox trying to line up the chapters of my next book — and feeling overwhelmed. I need to established some kind of proper filing system for all my writings; with my memory, saving by title alone gives chaos! So I’m going to spend some time sorting out files, merging blogs, and working on my next book.

THE MISSING GIRL

Genre: Crime Fiction, Police Procedural
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RCMP Detective Wahl studied the photo. “How old?”

“Twelve. Hanging out with friends; headed home alone. She never made it.”

“No suspicious friends, family blowup, school bullying, boyfriend breakup?”

“No evidence of. House-to-house check in the area turned up no clues. Third day already, so we’re asking for your involvement. We’re thinking abduction now.”

Wahl frowned. “A twelve year old would fight back. In broad daylight someone should have seen or heard something.”

“What’s this?” Sgt Merriott turned to his flashing monitor. “Some teens messing around the old Millworths factory found a girl’s body.”

“No winners now. Let’s go.”

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27 thoughts on “The Missing Girl

    • Thanks for the feedback. I debated those few words and went with the more vague. You’re right, though teens —especially boys—are curious, No way would I have gone near anything that looked like a body! 🙂 But they might only “think” if they couldn’t for some reason get near enough to verify. Like if the place was locked and they saw something through a window.

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    • Thanks for taking time to read this second tale. I actually worked on this a week or so ago and decided to tweak & post it now. Then shut off my computer for a month! 😉 No, not really…but skip some blogging while I sweat the BIG stuff for a change. 🙂

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    • Thank you. As with all open-ended stories, you can write your own happy ending if you want. My original ending was:
      “Some teens…saw what they thought was a body.”
      This left room for it to be someone else — maybe a homeless soul — who possibly died of natural causes. Changing the ending to “found a girl’s body” is bound to lead to a homicide investigation and devastate some child’s parents.

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  1. Definitely a story with an airy ending, which I actually quite enjoy. Short stories have that over novels where character arcs must be rigidly adhered to via the three-act or five-act (Freytag’s Pyramid) structure. Talking of structure my best wishes for your file sorting. Take your time, I am sure all will turn out fine. I, for one, will miss your stories and commenting presence. Good luck.

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