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Dear Ellie - Part 26

Photography by jlgsgirl: Used by permission

Photography by jlgsgirl: Used by permission


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


Ellis was struggling to sleep. Her battle led her Carrie's bedroom where God began to deal with her need - her need was Him. She eventually fell asleep clutching
Carrie's teddy bear.

Ellie tried to sleep, but she knew she was wasting her time. This night had all the marks of another sleepless night. Scott stayed close beside her. He knew he wouldn't be sleeping either. Less than twenty-four hours ago, they were both standing in the old Brownsville hospital hoping to find some clues as to what happened to their beloved Carrie. There were no clues, and Carrie was still missing.

The nights seemed so long without Carrie. Ellie went downstairs and sat on Carrie's bed. She could remember tucking her in for the last time. Tears fell from eyes, watering the pillow.

"God, Scott seems to think you're out there somewhere. He says he knows you're right here in the middle of this mess. If you're here, and he senses you, why don't I? Are you real, or just something someone invented to ease the pain? I'm not even asking you to relieve the pain I'm drowning in, although that would be nice. I just want to know you're walking with me through the pain. If you are real, I'll love you for who you are, not for what you can do."

A silent voice spoke. "I understand your pain, Ellie. I walked through life with hurt, too. Those I came to love crucified me."

Then Ellie remembered a verse from Sunday's sermon - Psalm 30:5 - ". . . weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning." she thought on those words for a while, longing for the joy of the morning. How could anything or anybody bring her joy again? Unless, of course, it was Carrie herself.

The silent voice spoke again. "It will be a long night. Much must pass your way, but I assure you, morning will come, and joy will return. For you see, Elaine, I am real."

Ellie wasn't overloaded with hope - just enough to get her through another sleepless night. She fell asleep on Carrie's bed holding her stuffed teddy bear.



Ellie tried to keep busy to keep her mind off Carrie. Dusting, Vacuuming, grocery shopping, washing the car - the list went on with no relief. The busyness only intensified her thoughts. She remembered Carrie's help with the dusting. She remembered Carrie's help with the vacuuming. She remembered Carrie's help with the grocery shopping. She remembered Carrie's help with washing the car. There was no escape.

Then she remembered she had heard about the prophet Elijah in the Bible. Going to church was beginning to make some sense to her. God spoke to Elijah in a still, small voice. That must have been what she heard the night before. God Himself was promising His peace and comfort to Ellie if she would receive it. He spoke again.

"Elaine, you carry too much of the weight. Let me take it. I will give you rest if you only come to me. I will lift your burden if you allow me to carry it. I have all your answers in my book, the Bible. Don't you think it's about time you just give up on yourself and follow me?

"In yourself, you don't have the ability to deal with life. Life is hard, and for the most part, too difficult for any human to handle without me. You're weak, but I am strong - strong enough to take you through the hard times. Strong enough to heal the emotional and spiritual wounds of this life, but you must allow me to do so,"

Ellie mused to herself, "So You do promise to bring Carrie home?"

"No, I do promise to walk with you whether Carrie comes home or whether you never see her again."

"You want me to follow You just because You are who You say You are? God?"

"You got it, Elaine. Trust me with your life - for good or for bad, and I'll take you through. That is my promise."

"Okay, Lord. I will trust You. No matter what life brings. I commit myself to follow You - no matter what."

A new and different peace fell over Ellie. She couldn't wait to tell Scott.

"Scott, I know what you mean now about a relationship with the Creator of the Universe. God, through His Son, Jesus Christ. He saved me. Relationship? I've been adopted into the family of God. I'm His daughter, and He's my Father. It's not religion. It's knowing Him on a personal level. No matter what happens things will be okay. I know that now."

Still, the days were hard for Ellie. The fall days were becoming shorter. It would soon be the one-year anniversary of Carrie's disappearance, and sadness filled Ellie's heart. She sat at the dining room table staring into the distance as the leaves from the silver maple rode on the breeze. The beautiful golds and the striking reds formed a lovely pile in her backyard. She knew she needed to rake them, but that would have to wait. She was in deep contemplation.

The autumn was always her favorite time of the year. But now, everything changed. Those lovely golds and reds turned to brown in her mind. The fresh crispness of the cool, autumn air turned putrid. The soon approach of the holidays told her her morning joy had not appeared yet. Apple cider and pumpkin pie brought no lasting peace.Skies bluer than blue seemed to be overshadowed with clouds of the darkest variety.

Still, she sensed God was with her, directing her paths. Another 'Bible verse came to mind - "Trust in the LORD with all thine heart, and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths." Her conclusion was the words are easy to speak. but so very hard to live. Difficult as the situation was, she knew she'd get through it.

Ellie spoke so much without saying a word. Scott was aware of the pain in his own soul. Football season was in full swing for the West Mifflin Titans. The thrill and challenge of the game were no longer present. The Titan's little mascot, Carrie, was gone. Still no job, and his unemployment was quickly running out. Ellie's pain became his pain. Inside he was hurting but couldn't let anyone know - especially Ellie.

"Hey, Babe. I got to go to the store and pick up a few things. Need anything while I'm out?"

Ellie tried to force a smile. "No, I love you. See you later."

Special Delivery

Special Delivery

The doorbell rang. Ellie paused her cleaning and opened the door. She thought it may have been Jane and Evelyn, but to her surprise, a cute, little puppy sat on her doorstep, adorned with a bright, red bow. She picked up the puppy and rubbed its down-like fur. Then Scott appeared from around the corner.

"I know she can never take Carrie's place, but I did hear she needed a good home."

"Scott, where did you get her? She's so cute."

"I went to the shelter. This one was just begging to come with me. I couldn't resist. She's a special puppy. Out of all the ones there, she won my heart. What do you want to name her?"

"She is a special puppy, for sure. That's it! Her name is Special. Like it?"

Special held Ellie's attention most of the day, but eventually, the night came. The evening gloom of shorter days blended with the other familiar signs of the season emphasized her loneliness and loss. Through her pain, she was reminded that God was walking with her through it. Whatever and whenever the end would be, she knew she'd get through it.

Scott and Ellie headed for bed. Special spent the night between them, a sign of things to come. Special was special, but Scott wasn't sure she was that special.

The morning was just another day without Carrie. Ellie could picture her running through the leaves with Special tagging along at her heels. They would have been best friends. Ellie was sure.

Just what clicked in her mind wasn't noted, but the result was. Ellie ran for her laptop. She began to search for similar abductions in nearby areas. What she discovered was alarming. There were missing children in Monroeville, Wilkinsburg, and even from a town as small as McKees Rocks. There was even a report of a child being taken from her bedroom as far north as Erie.

Her next step was to contact the parents and compare notes. Maybe they could help each other. The question slipped into Ellie's mind. Why didn't the police already do this? Then she remembered. Larson was the police. It would have served him no purpose to involve more investigating if he was guilty.

The front door flew open. Scott returned from a jog with Special. "Babe! Babe!" Scott's excitement was hard to contain.

"Shhh," Ellie whispered. She was talking to the mother of the girl who was missing from Wilkensburg. "Yes, we need to get together and compare notes. I'll be in touch. Thank you. Good-bye."

Special seemed to be excited, too. "Okay, what's going on?"

"Special found this down by the golf course." Scott held up a small notebook."

"What is that, Scott?"

"It has names of tons of kids - dates -times - all to be delivered to the Brownsville building. If we cross-check these names, I bet you we find they're all missing. It's a complete list of transactions that went down at Brownsville. We just struck gold!"

"Let me see that." Ellie began to search through the list of names. There it was. Hayley Carson. The missing girl from Wilkensburg. She went back even further. Carrie was listed, and the deal was checked off as completed. There was no further information.

"Hey, Babe. You better give Stella a call. She needs to see this."

© 2017 William Kovacic


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

Thank you, Tori.

Tori Leumas on October 01, 2019:

The story is really coming along. So many different twists. You're quite good at writing suspenseful stories.

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on January 10, 2018:

Hopefully, there will be a surprise for you as we approach the end, Lawrence. Always glad to see you here.

Lawrence Hebb from Hamilton, New Zealand on January 09, 2018:


Wow! Now things are beginning to move in the story, but they better be careful, If Larson finds out it was Scott found the paper, he sure to try and pin it all on Scott!

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on December 16, 2017:

Thanks, Tammy. I plan to do that.

Tamarajo on December 16, 2017:

Also look up Joy Baker the blogger who was able to connect the dots that led up to an arrest.

Tamarajo on December 16, 2017:

Yes, do look up Jacob Wetterling. Unsolved since 1989 finally brought to rest last year.

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on December 16, 2017:

Hi, Tammy. I'm glad you like the images and videos. I'm, not familiar with the Jacob Wetterling case. I'll have to check it out. Always glad to have you along for the ride!

Tamarajo on December 16, 2017:

Hi Bill, My favorite part of the whole story, as Ellie is finally making the great turn, is that she is not presented with a surrender based on her own conditions but asked to surrender to the God who knows, loves, and can help her whatever the case may be.

Your use of images and video is fabulous.

One final note concerning the end of this chapter is that it sounds very much like the Minnesota Jacob Wetterling case. What led authorities to finally discover what and who, was uncovered by a lady who took an interest in putting together facts from similar abductions in the area at that time.

Good story and God bless!

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on December 05, 2017:

Hi, Dora. Special does seem to divert Ellie's attention for a while, but of course, she never forgets about Carrie. If she did, I guess the story would be over, but that's not the case. Glad to have you visit for a bit.

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on December 05, 2017:

Not sure I'd fall in love with a puppy while I'm waiting for my child, but . . . Ellie is different. Hope the comparisons turn up something useful.

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

And I'm so glad you're following along, too, Tamara. I look forward to your visits!

Tamara Yancosky from Uninhabited Regions on December 03, 2017:

So glad to be following this wonderfully-written story. It has much suspense, and I am eager for each new chapter! Your words keep me latched on...


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

I think you used the right word, Bill. Impossible. Time doesn't heal all wounds. Thanks, as always, for stopping by!

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

I think you used the right word, Bill. Impossible. Time doesn't heal all wounds. Thanks, as always, for stopping by!

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

I think you used the right word, Bill. Impossible. Time doesn't heal all wounds. Thanks, as always, for stopping by!

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on December 03, 2017:

I doubt seriously if one ever recovers from a loss like a little child...impossible, or so it seems to me. I think Ellie is in for many, many sleepless nights.

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

Maybe Ellie will recover in time. Maybe Special will help with that. Time will tell, Nikki.

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

Hi, Lori. Special is special. After all, she found the notebook. Now that Ellie and Scott have this major clue, maybe they can find Carrie. Then again, maybe not, Have a great Sunday!

Nikki Khan from London on December 03, 2017:

That's really sad to know ,,poor Ellie,,would be very hard for Ellie to recover the recover from such a grief.But may be there will be bit different in this story here.Lets hope for good.

Lori Colbo from United States on December 02, 2017:

Special has my attention. I love that you added him. I'm anxious to hear more from other parents who are missing. Children.

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on December 02, 2017:

So, I'm not the only one. At least, I'm in good company, Jackie!

Jackie Lynnley from the beautiful south on December 02, 2017:

Yes it has happened to me...been awhile thank goodness. I just remember that if you just fix it it may go back published but no one gets notices unless you completely republish with a different title. Or that is how I chose to do it since you can just barely alter the title and get it through and once it is you can put it exactly as it was.

I have even hit publish accidentally and wow is that a mess when it is not even finished. I am getting a little more cautious after so many mistakes, lol. Live and learn huh?

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on December 02, 2017:

Things like that surely do happen, Jackie. This can be an ugly world we live in at times. I accidentally published it before it was ready to go, so I had to take it down and redo it. But I'm glad you caught it. Have a great weekend, Jackie.

William Kovacic (author) from Pleasant Gap, PA on December 02, 2017:

Hi, Nikki. special may help a little, but I'm sure Ellie still misses Carrie. The statistics say that if a missing person isn't found within three days, they probably never will be found. Or if they are found, they're probably dead. Sad but true. As always, I'm happy you stopped by for a visit.

Jackie Lynnley from the beautiful south on December 02, 2017:

Wow, this is turning to a whole new level Bill! Makes me think of a little three year old near me that disappeared from her bed just a few nights ago, and she was found dead not 500 ft from the bed she was taken from.

They arrested the boyfriend...things like this do happen and it is so very sad.

I saw you had this up and then it was not there...glad I caught it...I hope others find it too to keep up!

Nikki Khan from London on December 02, 2017:

Poor Ellie,,but hopefully Special will give her some comfort.So sweet of Scott for bringing cute puppy for Ellie.May be,,they'd be able to find Carrie somehow.

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