For Seven Years I Sent Forty Thousand Dollars Every January, Until Emma Finally Spoke

He bought a luxury yacht in Oakridge.”

Eleanor shook her head, still staring out the window.

“I don’t care about a boat,” she said.

“I care that my granddaughter is gone.

We’re never going to see her.”

“We will see her,” I said.

“I’m going to fix this.”

“You ruined it,” Eleanor said.