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With One Shoe
With One Shoe
With One Shoe
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With One Shoe

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A finalist for the prestigious Arthur Ellis Award for short mystery. Detective Ron Conroy gave up hoping for a better world a long time ago. When he attends the dilapidated home of Elvira Paradis to investigate the disappearance of her daughter, he finds not only a woman worn beyond her years, but also visions of someplace—else. Someplace wonderful.

A delinquent youth becomes the primary suspect and takes Ron into the world of high school art classes, unrequited love and lost hope. But if the evidence threatens to result in the arrest of the wrong man—it might also rekindle Ron’s faith.

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Release dateSep 10, 2017
ISBN9781927753606
With One Shoe

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    WITH ONE SHOE

    (A short story)

    Karen L. Abrahamson

    With One Shoe

    By the time Detective Ron Conway pulled up to the Paradis house it had been forty-eight hours since Elvira Paradis had last seen her child. As Ron arrived, the gray clapboard house slouched in its postage-stamp sized yard just like the other matchy-match houses on the block; a veritable gang of houses emulating the sullen youngsters on their way to school. The house might once have been white. The trim showed a last desperate hint of green. The yard was brown from too much sun and too little June rain. No tree, no hedge, not a single damn living blade of grass. A pink sneaker lay in the middle of the lawn. Desiccated weeds filled what might once have been a garden.

    Someone had cared—once—but the weight of the neighbourhood had dragged their efforts under. He recognized the place—he’d grown up in one like it—the kind of hell that stole dreams and bred nightmares. Not any place to raise a kid.

    And now a fourteen-year-old was missing.

    Ron climbed out of the brown sedan, letting the sun dry the damp spot between his shoulders.

    I hate these cases, his partner, Jake Spinoza, muttered as he climbed out the other side.

    Makes two of us. Ron pulled his sports jacket on.

    It’s always the same. The kid gets tired of being abused. They run, and drugs and prostitution get them. It doesn’t end well.

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