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Dear Ellie - Part 14



This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.


"That's why Jesus came to die - to pay the price of that man's sin - and your sin, too. But Ellie, we each have a choice to make. The man who took Carrie - maybe he hasn't chosen to follow God, but you can choose to, Ellie, You have nothing to say about this one who took your child. He will answer before God on his own merit. You'll answer to God on your own merit.

"Follow Him. Make Jesus your God."

"And if I do, I just bet I'll be able to find Carrie, right? Everything will be just great, right? My husband will be returned from jail - all suspicion wiped away, right? Come on. I may not be religious, but I'm not that stupid."

Evelyn spoke for the first time. "No Ellie, you're very intelligent because that's not how it works at all. We're told in the Bible we are to follow Christ's steps. Christ's steps led Him to the suffering of the cross. If we follow Christ, our steps will lead to suffering as well. Jesus isn't the big, sugar daddy in the sky that spoils us and gives us everything we want. He will withhold things that may hurt us just as a loving father watches over his child.

He knows best, and although there will be hard times, he won't take you around them. However, He does promise to go through them with you. He'll be there every step of the way if you want."

"Okay, I'll try Him."

Jane and Evelyn's broad smiles faded. "No. Jesus is not something or someone you try. You're not ready yet, please do come to the meal." Evelyn whispered. Both saw themselves to the door as Ellie sat dumbfounded at the table, left with no one but herself.

Scott tried to make himself as comfortable as possible, but he knew this would be like so many other nights. Jail cells weren't conducive to sleep. By choice or otherwise, he knew this would be another sleepless night. The moon alternated between sending bright light through Scott's small cell window and hiding deep behind clouds. At times, he could see hundreds of stars in the night sky as the clouds came and went.

This video defies the Big Bang if one is open and honest.

He began to think - "There's so much design to the universe. This didn't just happen. Every design has to have a designer. For every painting, there's an artist. For every sculpture, there is a sculptor. Someone had to have created all this. A big bang just isn't possible." He continued to think. "If I were to smash a wristwatch into a thousand pieces, put it in a bag, and shake it up, what would be the chances of a new wristwatch being formed. Is it possible there really is a god after all? But if there is, why did he allow Carrie to be kidnapped?"

He continued to think. "If I were to smash a wristwatch into a thousand pieces, put it in a bag, and shake it up, what would be the chances of a new wristwatch forming in the bag? Is it possible there really is a god after all? But if there is, why did he allow Carrie to be kidnapped?"

He could hear a soft, quiet voice from within speak. "There is a god, Scott - and I am He. I will reveal myself to you if you truly want to know me. As for Carrie - just listen."

Scott could hear two men talking in a cell down the corridor. "Yeah, the black market is really growing in Pittsburgh. You want to make some easy money, I can set you up. Of course, I get a percentage of your share."

"Yeah, yeah. I'm in. What do I have to do?"

"We both get outta here in less than a month. I'll look you up and give you the details. All I'm gonna say for now is the place to be is the Golden Age Nursing Home. It's an old, empty building in Brownsville. It used to be the hospital, then the nursing home. Now, it's just abandoned and rotting away - a great place to make deals, and deals are made there all the time.


The facts of Scott's investigation were confirmed. Children were freely being sold to whoever and for whatever. Scott took a chance. He didn't know how much the men knew about him, but he needed some answers.

He called out. "Hey, that Brownsville place. It's something else, isn' it. Who got that Carrie Branson that just went missing?"

"Shhh, man! Keep it down, okay?" She went to the boss."

Scott softened his voice. "Hey, who is the boss? I've never met him." He was at a loss as to where those words came from. Maybe it was that inner voice guiding him. Could it be God?

"You're not the only one. Nobody has ever seen him. But, hey - you can't beat the pay, right?"

"Yeah, right." End of conversation.

Scott laid back and thought what his next move might be. His jail time would be up in less than a month, too. He now had proof of the goings on at Brownsville. Although he couldn't see the men, and even if he knew who was speaking, he knew they would never give the police the information. He would have to file the information away for his own investigation when he was released.

He laid back and tried to sleep - all without success.


Ellie had a sleepless night as well. She rose early and drove down to the river. The early morning light, although somewhat covered by rain clouds, shimmered off the waters of the cold Allegheny. She walked to an empty bench and sat down - her mind going back.

It had been three months to the day since she last saw Carrie. The wind began to pick up, and the river was moving faster. Small waves lapped the shore. If it weren't for anxiety and stress, she could have fallen asleep listening to the peaceful sounds around her. But she couldn't turn off her mind. The thoughts kept coming - picking up with the pace of the wind.

An elderly couple passing by made the call. Ellie had collapsed and lay crumpled on the cold ground like a useless piece of paper tossed to the wind - like a note whose words held no meaning

Sharon Gallegher had no idea that her co-worker, Ellie, was now her patient until she walked into the room. Ellie was sitting in bed, but Sharon could see the stress on her worn and weary face.

"Ell - are you up to talking about this?"

Sharon had always been there for Ellie. There were many times during the past three months they had cried together - and occasionally laughed together.

"It's all too much, Shar. I can't possibly go on anymore. There's nothing left in me. These two ladies stopped by the house. They invited me to church. Then they just walked away. I feel so empty. They seemed to have the answers, but you know me - I'm not the religious type. Still, I feel empty, like my soul's bleeding."

"Maybe it is. Are you going to go? I mean, maybe there is a god. I can't believe any human being can go through what you've gone through and still be sane. I think someone is watching over you. I think you should go. It can't hurt, can it?"

Ellie began to tremble as a cold feeling washed over her. "Listen, Ell. I'll let you get some rest, but I'll be back to check on you. In the meantime, if you need anything, just buzz."

The sedative began to work. Ellie was finally getting the rest she needed. The nightmare would still be there when she woke. but for the moment, she would be granted a reprieve. As for now, Scott would spend the day in jail, and Ellie would spend it at Allegheny General - this time as a patient.

© 2017 William Kovacic


William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on October 05, 2019:

I think Ellis is just about at the end. I guess we'll see.

Tori Leumas on October 01, 2019:

Wow, your story is very intriguing. Ellie seems like she's at the end of her rope. Can't wait to read what's next.

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on December 03, 2017:

Thanks for coming by, Lawrence. You're right. There is a plan. I believe it will unfold as we go. I'm glad to have you come by for a visit.

Lawrence Hebb from Hamilton, New Zealand on December 02, 2017:


So maybe there's a 'plan' behind it after all?

Great suspense, the 'jailhouse' info and all, but how can Scott capitalise on it?

Got to catch up on the chapters, and find out what happened.

Tamara Yancosky from Uninhabited Regions on November 07, 2017:

Yes, I am... I am under Tamara Moore (with my profile pic that is on here)...

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on November 07, 2017:

Thanks, Tamara. I don't do much on twitter anymore. I spend more time on Facebook. Are you on Facebook?

Tamara Yancosky from Uninhabited Regions on November 07, 2017:

Bill, I just followed you on Twitter :-)

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on November 07, 2017:

You're quite welcome, Tamara! I'm not too formal on this site. Just call me Bill.

Tamara Yancosky from Uninhabited Regions on November 07, 2017:

Thank you, William, for you very wise answer!

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on November 07, 2017:

That's a good question, Tamara -“If there is a God, why are children, babies and animals tortured?” I think the answer is that we as humans are sinful, terribly sinful and capable of doing the ugliest things. It's people that torture the innocent. God gives us free choice, and without Him, free choice can be extremely ugly. In short, it's people that hurt others, not God. Hope that helps, at least a little. Glad you're so faithfully following along!

Tamara Yancosky from Uninhabited Regions on November 06, 2017:

A shiver ran down my spine when The Lord spoke- a joyous one.

Another shiver ran down my spine when it said how “children are sold to whomever for whatever”- a horrified and helpless one.

The one question I still don’t know how to answer when others ask me is “If there is a God, why are children, babies and animals tortured?” I usually say, “I don’t hàve the answer, but I know His Ways are Right.” Still, such an answer makes me feel as if I am sounding completely insensitive, and even lame against such atrocities...

Perhaps, I, myself, still question this life issues, as well? I do not question God, per se, rather I wish to understand the slow, torturous brutalizations of children, and animals...

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on October 13, 2017:

Thanks, Demas.

Demas W Jasper from Today's America and The World Beyond on October 12, 2017:

Good conveyance this one. D.

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on October 07, 2017:

The next twist will be here shortly, Bill. Until then, I'll carry on!

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on October 07, 2017:

There are so many messages huddling just below the surface of this well-spun tale. Carry on, my friend. I'm ready for the next twist.

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on October 06, 2017:

The "next" will be on the way shortly, Eric. Just between you and me, there's more trouble on the way. Thanks for checking in.

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on October 06, 2017:

Thanks for the confirmation, Lori. God will be glorified in all things, even the ugly of life. I guess I'll have to live with the red lines. Are you seeing any blue? For example, in the "Previous" section, near the end of the fourth paragraph, "loving father" is highlighted in blue on my page. Not sure why. Glad you were able to come by for a visit!

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on October 06, 2017:

Hi, Jackie. I'm glad you know where it's going. I'm not even sure - lol. Thanks for your loyal support. I'm always glad to have you stop by.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 06, 2017:

Well there we have it. They both began to ask. I know what asking brings. This is just a marvelous tail by a master. Oh my and with the love of God -- their own love will grow. I look forward to the next.

Lori Colbo from United States on October 06, 2017:

What a weaver you are. The jail scene made me say, God has Scott there for His purposes. It reminded me of Joseph in prison. Good had a purpose and it was for Joseph's good and His glory. Your story has come to a deep emotional and spiritual place. Brokenness leads to faith. As one who has had a few breakdowns, I think you did very well in capturing Ellie's pain. I know the Lord will be magnified regardless of Carrie's situation.

On another thing, I clicked on your Ted lines and they took me to an HP Feed where articles of various kinds of various authors. Haven't got a clue bill but that's usually happens with mine too.

Jackie Lynnley from the beautiful south on October 06, 2017:

Hate where this is going...,we know it happens but never really want to think about it. Hope it won't be too late.

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