An interlude

It’s been awhile since I rapped with ya. What can I say? All is going well. My birthday is tomorrow; I’ll be 29. Presents are starting to trickle in. Dad got me the Sims 4 game in September as an early present. Michael and his parents have given me their gifts: he got me a copy of Shoah and they got me a pair of shoes.

I know it’s been several days but I promise I’ll update tomorrow. The breaking news with Sharon Marshall being identified means I’ll have to make some major changes to her son Michael‘s casefile. That case is about as complicated and sordid as I’ve got on Charley. I’ve also got to do the Lyon sisters’ cases. The police are saying they think there’s a good chance they can recover the girls’ bodies. Me, I’m not holding my breath.

Books

And here’s most of the books that I own but have not yet read, that I’ve resolved to get through by the end of the year. You can click on the picture to see a bigger version and read all the titles. After I took this photograph I went out to get the mail and three more books arrived, used books that I’d ordered cause they cost only a penny on Amazon. (Plus $3.99 shipping. So really, $4. Still a bargain.) Some of these books are gifts — some of which I’ve had for years and haven’t read yet. *guilt* Others I got for free from book publishers in exchange for writing a review of them — another responsibility I’ve neglected. *more guilt* But there’s nearly three months left in the year and I figure I can manage to get through all twenty — or rather twenty-three, now. The main problem is that I keep making trips to the library to check out books which I feel obliged to read first because I have to return those.

If I stick to my promise it shouldn’t be all that difficult to get through the books by the end of the year. But who am I kidding? Next trip to the library, I’ll come determined to just return read books and leave, but then I’ll tarry in front of the new arrivals shelf and wind out walking with a stack…

That’s all I’ve got to say.

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Select It Sunday: Michael Anthony Hughes

Selected by Lauren: Michael Anthony Hughes, abducted from his school in Choctaw, Oklahoma in 1994. In the extremely unlikely event that he’s still alive, he’d be 26 today.

I can’t even really begin to summarize his case. (Jennifer Marra wrote the casefile that’s on the Charley Project.) It’s about as sordid as I ever heard tell of, and notorious online. This is a case of intergenerational abduction: Michael’s father, Franklin Delano Floyd (who wasn’t his biological father, it turns out, but had believed he was) also apparently kidnapped his mother when she was a child, although he claims she was abandoned by her parents and we might never know because she’s dead and her true identity has never been established. I’ve read the book about it, A Beautiful Child by Matthew Birkbeck.

Yeah.

It’s kind of a long story. And a very sad one.