Under The Lake

"He Vanished"

It was unbelievable, a body sucked into the water that quickly before our eyes. It was now clear to me, my wife wasn't suicidal, she was murdered. I wondered for the longest time why Nicole never answered me, why she never sent God a sign to send me a sign that she was listening. Give me a breeze, a chill on the back of my neck, a word in the water or the brush of the trees to let me know you hear me. Nicole always wanted, if nothing more than for me to be at peace. If she was dead, she would want me to be at peace with her death but I'm not so maybe she isn't dead. Maybe under that lake there's another world, a world where Nicole can't hear or see me because just like Ned she was sucked in the hole and never came back up. I felt a tightness in my chest as I laid myself in bed that night, Julia was home sleeping and I was watching the crystal lake. I was supposed to be visiting my parents this weekend for a typical family reunion every white, wealthy family had. I didn't feel a reason in me to go. Why should I? No one calls to see how I'm doing, half of my family doesn't even know my wife is dead because they ignore everything and the other half looks at me as the depressed husband who lost his wife. I chose to stay in Missouri. Unfortunately, our private investigation had to stop. The police blocked the lake off, for days and weeks it was like this and although no more bodies came back up to the surface it remained closed off.

"I can't believe he just vanished" Julia said gulping down her coffee, how was she not burning her throat?

"None of this is right Jules! I need to know what happened to my wife, I owe her that"

And so I would find out, I spent my time investigating my wife as she was before death. Any signs of suicide should pop out at me, and if they didn't I could breath easier.