Norlita Brown

Come Find Me

To some it was just a misplaced shoe, dropped along the road while heading home, but to Melissa, it was more than that. The shoe: all black, size 6, laces still tied lying in the dirt could be the only clue to a mystery unsolved. She had taken the photo she would later print and place next to the notes she jotted down in her little black book. Back in the car she tossed the book in the passenger seat, it landed with the others. Right now there were 6, at home it seemed there were hundreds.