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Please don't bother trying to find her - she's not there.
[Late morning, Sunday, December 20th, day 203]
[Follow Me Boy]
Vale did not come home Wednesday night.
I was not concerned at first...she has made a few friends in town, and it is not terrifically unusual for her to spend a night out and tell no one. She is an adult, after all. And nor was I terribly concerned when she did not return on Thursday; it is her day off, and I supposed that she decided to spend it with whoever she stayed the night with. I wished that she would send word, but I was not concerned.
But then she did not come to work on Friday. Nor Saturday. Vale is perhaps a bit flighty, but she is a diligent worker, and it is unheard of for her to simply not show up. Her bed has not been slept in, and no one has seen her. Then, then I worry.
Sophie and Reed and Mrs. Danvers asked around the town. No one has seen her, not at the Whitechapel, not at the store, not Silk nor Main. They ask about town for most of Friday and Saturday, and by Saturday night I am frantic. We close our doors, though it is our busiest night, and we search her room for any sign, any note or message or indication as to where she might have gone. But there is nothing. And all of her possessions are still there, down to her clothing and the bag she had when she first arrived, so I doubt very much that she has moved on.
This morning I sent Sophie to Mab's office. And now I sit in our front room, and I wait. I pray that I am wrong, that the sick twisting in my belly is baseless...
...but I fear terribly that it is not.
[OPEN to Mab, Jack and those at Follow Me Boy]
[CLOSED]
[Follow Me Boy]
Vale did not come home Wednesday night.
I was not concerned at first...she has made a few friends in town, and it is not terrifically unusual for her to spend a night out and tell no one. She is an adult, after all. And nor was I terribly concerned when she did not return on Thursday; it is her day off, and I supposed that she decided to spend it with whoever she stayed the night with. I wished that she would send word, but I was not concerned.
But then she did not come to work on Friday. Nor Saturday. Vale is perhaps a bit flighty, but she is a diligent worker, and it is unheard of for her to simply not show up. Her bed has not been slept in, and no one has seen her. Then, then I worry.
Sophie and Reed and Mrs. Danvers asked around the town. No one has seen her, not at the Whitechapel, not at the store, not Silk nor Main. They ask about town for most of Friday and Saturday, and by Saturday night I am frantic. We close our doors, though it is our busiest night, and we search her room for any sign, any note or message or indication as to where she might have gone. But there is nothing. And all of her possessions are still there, down to her clothing and the bag she had when she first arrived, so I doubt very much that she has moved on.
This morning I sent Sophie to Mab's office. And now I sit in our front room, and I wait. I pray that I am wrong, that the sick twisting in my belly is baseless...
...but I fear terribly that it is not.
[CLOSED]