Fenley family 1953 or 1954 - Version 3The Promise of a Big Adventure
by Lindajoy Fenley
Tired and chilled to the bone, I finally headed to bed two hours before sunrise one cold January morning. I shivered and pulled the covers up to my ears. Disturbing thoughts that had emerged from a large, thick envelope I’d found in my mailbox the previous afternoon ricocheted inside my brain. I wanted to escape into the comfort of sleep, but couldn’t stop thinking about the investigation of my father’s death fifty years earlier.



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