Chapter 1991
Chapter 1991
“His family is complicated. When there’s an issue, he reaches out to me. I don’t want to call him and cause trouble, Wayne gently
stated. “I’ll see how things go this afternoon. If he still doesn’t get in touch, I’ll try to reach him.”
‘Sounds good, Rosalynn nodded.
Wayne leisurely enjoyed his breakfast. He looked incredibly different from his disheveled appearance the day before it was as if
he was a different person altogether. Rosalynn even wondered for a moment if the events of yesterday had been a dream.
After breakfast, they headed out. The park was in a remote area. They parked the car and Wayne, leaning on his cane, fed
Rosalynn down the same path the boy had shown him before. They were looking for the small entrance.
But when they found it, the entrance had been blocked by wooden planks. A sign hung above with large red letters: No
Trespassing!c2
“They’re not letting anyone in Wayne informed Rosalynn.
Rosalynn peered through the cracks in the wooden planks. There was indeed a passable space, but it was obscured by thorny
vines, just as Wayne had
said.
“How did you manage to think of following the boy into such a tight space?” Rosalynn asked, a hint of exasperation in her voice.
“By the time it occurred to me, I was already inside, Wayne replied with a chuckle.
Rosalynn shook her head. The weather was pleasant, it was a nice day. She glanced around the area, noting the presence of
security cameras, but quickly diverted her gaze.
“Why don’t we take advantage of being out and get lunch at an old-fashioned restaurant I found on Yelp? It’s supposed to be
quite good,” she suggested. “Sounds good,” Wayne agreed, glancing once more at the blocked entrance. He wondered if he’d
been caught the last time he snuck in with the boy and they had sealed the entrance as a result. Would the boy still be able to
sneak into the park to sleep?
The restaurant wasn’t far from the park, so Rosalynn suggested they walk. As they passed the park’s main gate, they noticed a
group of people gathered around the guard shack, engaged in animated discussion:
Rosalypfi overheard bits of conversation about someone well-dressed and warnings about being alert during night shifts, even
bringing stun guns to work
The restaurant was a local favorite, with a rustic interior. Rosalynn and Wayne chose a corner table and ordered some
recommended dishes.
“Have you heard about what happened at the park?” a diner asked.
Those dancing ladies have been spreading the news like wildfire!” another replied.
“There was a death? I heard the bathroom was covered in blood!”
Rosalynn and Wayne exchanged glances. No wonder the entrance had been sealed...
“Yeah, word is it was a young man who hurt himself under the pressure of his job,” one person added.
“The poor young people nowadays, dealing with high housing prices, low wages, and so many mouths to feed at home. It’s no
wonder they’re stressed!” another sympathized.