disappeared over a year ago. On a Saturday afternoon, she thought
she saw him at a play; on stage at the Oaksdale Playhouse. But,
Georgia didn’t have the courage to find out if it was really him.
Constance McCauley was empathetic to Georgia’s faint of heart and
decided to offer her investigation services to find the true identity
of this mysterious man. Would Constance be able to track down
Georgia’s estranged husband? If he was found, why had he been
missing for over a year? As Constance pursued this case with a
combination of faith and persistence, she witnessed the power of
forgiveness unfold before her eyes.
“Wait! Please, I want to talk to you!” The backstage door swung open and blinding light flooded me where I stood, and hindered my view. He was gone. I quickly looked to the left and then to the right and no one was there. I looked to the left again and then began to run along the backside of the theatre. I slowed down, because I realized that he was in fact gone. Why would anyone run from a perfect stranger unless they had something to hide or something to lose? Turning around, I walked back towards the backstage door. I again waded through the racks of hanging costumes and walking shadows of actors and busy people. Why would he run? I found myself back in my seat.
penned several books and has found a new love in writing mystery
fiction. Her favorite hobbies besides writing is watching old
movies, volunteering in her community, and spending precious moments
with her family.
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