Chapter 37
Once we pulled ourselves together, Frank and I headed over to the Swing Inn Café and found Alana and Stacy Carson sitting by the window. I was a little anxious because I hadn’t warned Alana to keep quiet about Michael. I looked at her, trying to get a read on how it was going. Then, a thought came to mind. If she’d said anything, Stacy wouldn’t still be sitting there.
We ordered lunch and Frank took the lead, offering Stacy just enough information to keep her hopeful and nothing more. He encouraged her to tell us more about Michael’s state of mind and why he would’ve run away from home.
The story was a familiar one. He felt awkward and misunderstood and didn’t have any friends besides Nicole Ravago. It seemed they’d first met in counseling and found they shared many of the sa
