The Ceramic Lighthouse
A while ago,” and then she asked whether we could get something to eat.
I let it go. I had been awake for four days and my son was on the other side of a door and I had nothing left in me to notice with.
“What happened to Ethan?” I asked Noah gently.
Noah lowered his hands, pain moving across his face. “After Dad died, Ethan wanted to go to the police. I thought it would get Sophie hurt. We fought.”
His voice cracked. “He left that night. Took the truck. I haven’t seen him since.”
Chapter 7 — The Last Doorway
The search for Ethan became the last doorway. The hardest one — because finding one child makes hope stronger, and stronger hope cuts deeper.