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14 February 2006

The Boy – Day 2

[Editor's note. It was incorrectly reported in Day 1 of this story that Tommy was 6. He is actually 10]

“Honey, tell the detective what you saw.”

“Ah Mom, I already told the other cop everything yesterday..”

“I am sure you did young man. I’m sorry, but I need to hear it again.”

“Okay, but then can I go out and play?”

“Sure Tommy, as soon as the detective says he has heard enough.”

“Okay, me and my friends were playing over in the field.”

“Excuse me, but what field is that?”

“The ball field of course.”

“It’s a field the boys play on over next to the abandoned building. Go on, Tommy.”

“Okay, well Johnny cracks one hard and it goes through the window in the building. I was playing outfield, so I haul after it. Johnny can hit the ball a mile, but he is really slow, so I’m thinking I might have a play at the plate on him.

“So I jump over the boards in the door and start looking for the ball. That’s when I saw her.”

“Okay, you are doing great, Tommy. Tell me exactly what you saw.”

“I saw this lady. She was just laying there. I went over and just looked at her.”

“The other officer said you laughed. What made you laugh?”

“Well, I guess I shouldn’t have laughed, but her arms were all funny looking. She really didn’t look like a real person, you know? Kind of like a big doll.”

“Okay Tommy, we are just about through. Now, did you see anyone else around the building.”

“Nah, just got my ball and went back to playing with the guys. …. Well, I did see one person just as I was leaving.”

“You saw a person? Tommy, can you tell me what they looked like?”

“Kind of regular, you know. Had a blanket wrapped around them or something. I didn’t pay much attention.”

“Hair color? Weight? Height?”

“Hair was kind of blonde. Regular sized person.”

“Did you notice anything else about this person, Tommy? Could you tell how old he was?”

“They weren't a guy, it was a gal, and I did notice one thing….. she didn’t have no shoes on. Can I go play now?”

“Sure Tommy. Thanks for your help.”

And the back door slammed, soon followed by the crash of the back fence gate.

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