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You Believers by Jane Bradley {Excerpt}

You Believers by Jane Bradley {Excerpt}

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A young woman goes missing, and her mother uproots her life to find her daughter.

A professional searcher with uncanny empathetic skill works to find the missing and to comfort desperate loved ones left behind.

A tortured young man hellbent on destruction leaves a trail of pain, sorrow and even hope, as he moves through the lives of friends, loved ones, and strangers.

You Believers explores the ripple effects of a random crime. It takes you on a journey through hell and back, a journey that offers insight on how we can endure horrible events with faith, strength, and grace. Amidst the darkness there are flickers of hope as characters move from unspeakable horrors, and in the end celebrate the tenacity of the human spirit.

Bradley portrays this world with a vision that is at once ruthless and utterly compassionate. Under her hand, it is not just the mystery of the hunt or the heartbreaking search for a woman that keeps us locked within the layers of story; rather, it is the deeper mystery explored here, the search for logic, meaning, and redemption, in the domino force that is human nature.
A young woman goes missing, and her mother uproots her life to find her daughter.

A professional searcher with uncanny empathetic skill works to find the missing and to comfort desperate loved ones left behind.

A tortured young man hellbent on destruction leaves a trail of pain, sorrow and even hope, as he moves through the lives of friends, loved ones, and strangers.

You Believers explores the ripple effects of a random crime. It takes you on a journey through hell and back, a journey that offers insight on how we can endure horrible events with faith, strength, and grace. Amidst the darkness there are flickers of hope as characters move from unspeakable horrors, and in the end celebrate the tenacity of the human spirit.

Bradley portrays this world with a vision that is at once ruthless and utterly compassionate. Under her hand, it is not just the mystery of the hunt or the heartbreaking search for a woman that keeps us locked within the layers of story; rather, it is the deeper mystery explored here, the search for logic, meaning, and redemption, in the domino force that is human nature.

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WhenWilmingtonpolicesearchedforKatyConnor,theyfoundawoman’sleg,fish-bellywhite,grayatthecreaseatthebackoftheknee,blackatthetopwheresomeonehadhackeditoffbeforetossingthelegintothestream.AblueKedssneakerstillclungtothefootinspiteofthesuckandpullofsomuchwater.Itwasn’tKaty’slegbutsomeotherwoman’sleg,anotherwoman’sstorywewillneverknow.ThisisKaty’sstory.AtleastIthinkit’sKaty’sstory.It’shardtosaysometimeswhereonewoman’sstoryendsandanotherbegins.It’sclassic,almost.LikethestoryofPersephonepickingflowersinafieldonespringafternoon.Theearthopens.Hadescomesroaringupinhischariot,blackhorsesdiggingupdirtwiththeirhooves,hotbreathswirlingfromflarednostrils.Withaquickswoopofthick,muscledarm,Hadessnatchesthegirl,dragsherdowntotheunderworld.Youknowthestory.Amothercomestotherescue,findsherdaughterhaseatensixseedsofthedarkfruit,pomegranateseedsthatcrunchedbetweenthegirl’steeth,redjuicerunningfromherlips.Andthemother’sworld,thewholewideworld,ischanged.Youcouldsayitcouldbeanyone’sstory.Peoplegomissingeveryday.Thattwelve-year-oldblondwhodisappearswhilewaitingforherschoolbusonespringmorning.ThewomanlastseenturningawayfromanATMcamera.Sometimeswefindthem.Sometimesnot.Mostoftenwefindremains.Myname’sShelbyWaters,andyoudon’tknowme,andyoumightnoteverwanttoknowmebecauseI’masearcher.I’mtheoneyoucallwhensomeoneyoulovegoesmissing.Yes,ofcourseyoucallthecopsfirst,andyoushould.Butoncethecopisgonewithhisreportandtheprofileofwhatwentdownrisingupinhismind,andyou’vegotnothingleftbutworryandwaitingforthephonetoring,youcallme.AndIlistentoyoursorrowsandfearsandspeculations.Andyou,likeeveryonewho’smissingsomeone,hopeforthebestandfeartheworst.That’sahardlinetowalk.SoIstepinandIlookatyourpictures,letters,whateverfragmentsyoumighthavethatbelongorrelatetotheone
 
 
you’velost.Itrytofillinthegapsbetweenwhatyouthinkmighthavehappened,whatyoufearmighthavehappened,andwhatdidgodownandhowitwent.AndwhileI’mfiguringthestory,I’mdoingmybesttomakeyoufeelyoucanstandandwalk,andnomatterwhathappens,youcangoonandlive.Itwasmysister,Darly,gotmestartedonthis.Iwasalwaysthehard,shyone,butDarly,shewasthepopulargirl.Youknowthekind,withblueeyesandasweetlittlemouththatmakesyouthinkofcherries.Alltheboyslikedher.Thegirlstoo.Shewasthekindanyonecouldlove.Prettyandsweet,youknow,nottakenwithherownbeauty,justcheerfulandhelpfulandgood.Shegrewup,gotmarried,andmovedoutofourlittlecovecalledSuckCreektoChattanooga.Mommahadabadfeeling,butmommasmostoftenhavebadfeelingsabouttheirbabiesmovingaway.Buttherestofus,well,wewereproud.ImeanSuckCreekisn’texactlythekindofplacewherepeopledobigthingsinlife.Intheolddaysitwasprettymuchmoonshinersandpoorfolksmakingdowithsomekindoflabor.Somesaytherewasacurseontheplaceforalltheshootinganddrinkingandgeneralmeannessthatwentonbackinthewoodsofftheroads.SomesayitwascursedbytheCherokeewhentheygotpushedoutonthatoldTrailofTears.Therewasacreekthere,SuckCreek,lookedcleananddeepandjustrightforswimminginthesummer.ItsatbackalittlefromtheTennesseeRiver,wheretherainwaterrunsoffthemountain,justtuckedbackalittleinthecove.Itlookedcalmenough,butnowandthenthere’dbethiscurrent,somesaiditwasthepulloftheriverwaydownbeneath,butsomethingwouldshift,pullpeopleunder.Andthey’ddrown.Mostlykidsanddrunkteenagedboys.MymommalikedtosayGodlooksafterdrunksandlittlechildren,butlivinginSuckCreek,Idon’tknowhowshecouldholdtothatwayofthinking.Butshewasstrongonreligion.Lotsoffolksarestrongonreligionbackthere.Mommasaidonedaytheyhadarevivaloutbythatcreek,andtherewasawomanthere.LillianYoungwashername.Mymommaknewher,saidshehadsomepowerofGodworkinginher.She’doncestoppedtwoboysfromlynchingthisblackboyjustforridinghisbikebackinthere.Thewhiteboythatbroughthimin,theredneckboysknockedhisteethout.Theybeattheblackboyprettybad.Hisfacewasallbashedin.Theywerethrowingaropeoveratreelimb.Hadthenoosetied.Someofthe

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