#Chapter 90 – Steak, Scotch, and Searching for Answers

DORIS

I let myself have a good cry. I drank a lot of water to keep hydrated.

I took out my phone and pulled up some videos of Cathy’s band. I watched her rock it a club in Berlin, singing to happy, screaming fans.

I scrolled through my phone and deleted all my pictures of just Arthur. I couldn’t bring myself to delete any of Arthur with Mia or the three of us together.

I went through an entire box of tissues.

I found a channel playing sappy Hallmark movies from the 80s. I took off my shoes, lay down on the couch, and watched Michael J. Fox charm his way through a southern town and into the leading lady’s heart.

Somewhere before the male and female leads’ first kiss, I fell into a fitful sleep.

*

ARTHUR

Ethan called me again at lunchtime. He had looked at more CCTV footage from more of the intersections and had studied both pedestrian traffic and cars.

“So far, I haven’t caught a glimpse of her on camera. It could be she was wearing a big hat. Maybe we just missed her. It could be she