A local woman missing- Mary Kubica

house, so close to the circuit breaker. Confusion fills me and I think
of the police officers questioning Josh, of them asking for an alibi, of
the blood they found in his garage.
But Josh loves Meredith. Josh would never hurt Meredith.
Or would he?
I step away from him. My pulse beats so fast it makes me dizzy.
My legs become weak. “Did you cut the power to our house?” I ask,
my voice swallowed up at first by the wind.
“What?” he asks, his own voice barely audible.
“Did you cut the power to our house?” I scream this time.
“What are you talking about?” Josh asks. He pushes against his
knees to try and stand upright.
“The power is out in our house. Someone cut the power to our
house. Was it you?”
“Kate,” he says, still nearly breathless, still in pain, “why would I do
that? The power is out on the whole street.”
“It’s not,” I assert, pointing at the glowing homes that stare at us
from the other side of the road.
He reaches out to lay a hand on my shoulder. I draw swiftly back.
“It is on our side, Kate,” he says consolingly. “Our whole side of the
street is dark. They must have a different power line than us. Look,”
he says, motioning to his own black house just twenty feet away, “my
power is out, too. A tree fell on a power line. The electric company is
working on it. I checked the website on my phone. Power should be
restored by morning,” he says.
Behind us, Josh’s house is black. The homes beyond his are
black, too. I couldn’t see these homes when Bea and I looked out the
living room window because they’re in line with ours. I only had a
view of the other side of the street.
Josh didn’t cut the power to our house. No one did. The power is
out because of the storm and I feel like a fool for thinking Josh had
plans to hurt Bea and me. It’s not Josh’s fault that someone scared
us, that someone might have followed Bea and me home from the
appointment. It’s not Josh’s fault that I was stupid enough to leave
my real name and address, or schedule an appointment with Dr.
Feingold in the first place. I put myself in harm’s way.