|under the ice|
This is not a photo of a person under ice, although it sure looks like it.
Such a pretty girl...How old did you say?
Not sure who she is, what her name is, twelve years old.
Do they know yet what happened?
They? You mean the detectives?
Who else would I mean? Yes, the detectives. Them.
They don't know. Some kid found her in the creek, under the ice.
She....Vicky? The girl in the ice?... That's her name, right?--Vicky, and must have floated downstream...
Then the ice froze over her...Vicky, yeah that's her name...her folks had waited for so long...
How are Ken and Sheila--Vicky's parents, right? holding up?
Okay, I guess. Can't look at them. We're taking food in for the family.
The church always takes fried chicken and peach pie. For her, what's her name again? Vicky? That's the name, right?
I wonder if or when they'll ever figure out...find out what I did? God, I hope not. I didn't mean to...the car swerved..Vicky... just appeared and...
You must, you have to tell them what happened.
She was so scared...at the end...Vicky was crying
She was scared before that...you could have saved her...Vicky would still be alive.
Father Paul, I wasn't thinking...
Time to own up, Tim...Time to give Ken and Sheila peace. Vicky. Time for you confess. Time for you seek forgiveness.
Scared...so scared. I am so scared.
So was she, Tim. So was she.
Whether it is Covid Virus or any other disastrous event, nothing nothing is more horrible and evil than what happens to some other Vicky, a little girl playing one moment then dead the next.