Everything is averages and odds. What are the odds of a person known to neighbors as “murder boy” being the last person known to have seen the victims of two murders, set years and miles apart, alive, yet to have played no role? What do the averages say about a claim of innocence made by a person known to neighbors as “murder boy” based on the following sentiment: Who kills the mother and grandfather they are supposed to love?
The Last Trip of the Chicken Pox
Those fixated on death are often drawn to the ocean. It’s the enormity of the water, the sea swell and hermit crab, the washed-up equipment of shipwrecked sailors. It’s the current, which carries away evidence and feeds bodies back to the eco-system. It’s the jurisdiction, which belongs to no known agency. It’s the blank page that appears with each new tide.
