My trip to the park was uneventful this time. No one appeared to be following me but then, my mind was running a million miles an hour over all of the events surrounding Terri’s murder and I didn’t keep as close a watch on traffic surrounding me as I probably should have under the circumstances.
I decided to park in the northern parking lot because it was closer to the gazebo where I’d seen Hannah hanging out on Friday while I was waiting for Terri to show up. I slung the backpack over my shoulder, positioned my crutches and worked my way carefully over to it.
The little park was quiet on a Wednesday morning. Soon the mothers and preschoolers would come to hang out and then, a little later, there’d be teens playing basketball but, for now, I could enjoy the peace of the morning.
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