Radio Silence

Part I: Mania

Paul Bookes was better than everyone else in every possible way except one, his distinct and almost immediately perceptible inability to let go. He was smart, yes, and strong, handsome to a fault, straight teeth like marble columns, sleek brown hair and glistening crystalline blue eyes. However, despite his physical attractiveness and numerous academic achievements, including a master’s degree in God-Knows-What, his home was stacked to the ceiling with books, papers, CDs, maps, trinkets, and photographs of pearl of a woman he called Savannah (the one who disappeared)…

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