OâShaunessyâs Bar and Grill, an upscale local hangout that was one of Terriâs favorite see-and-be scenes.
The day passed swiftly. Autumn arrived at the bar right on time but Terri, as usual, was running a little late. By the time she got there, Autumn was sipping a nice chilled glass of Kendall Jackson chardonnay and beginning to relax.
Terri was smiling as she wove her way through the crowd at the bar and sitting at tables. She walked up and hung her purse on the back of one of the stools around the tiny table and waved one of the cocktail waitresses over.
âIâm desperate for a Cosmo, Rita. After a day like today, I really deserve one.â
âWill do, hon.â Rita sashayed away, tray propped on her shoulder, wide hips swaying, and returned just a few minutes later with the drink. Terri was a regular and always got good service and Autumn enjoyed the lively little pub as well.
Terri took a sip from her frosty, long-stemmed martini glass. âSo how was your day, girlfriend? Mine totally sucked.â
Autumn sipped her wine. âMy day was fine. Last night was the pits.â
Terri rolled her eyes. âDonât even tell me. The dream, right?â
âYesâ¦and no.â
âOkay, tell me.â
âI had a different dream about the same person.â
âWhat?â
She nodded. âNo kids playing ball in the yard, no little boy named Robbie. This time, the girl was five or six years olderâ¦maybe eleven or twelve. I donât think she was a teenager yet.â
âWow, thatâs weird. And you still think these dreams are real?â
âIâm probably crazy, but yes. I think maybe little Molly got into that car and the man drove away with her, like in the dream. But he didnât kill herâhe couldnât have if sheâs older in the second dream. I think maybe he just took her off with him somewhere.â
âMaybe youâll just keep dreaming about her until sheâs all grown up and everything will be fine.â
âI thought of that. I suppose itâs possible, butâ¦â
âBut what?â
âBut I donât think thatâs going to happen. I thinkâ¦I donât know butâ¦I think Molly is trying to send me some kind of message. I think sheâs asking me for help.â
Terri fixed her with a stare. âThatâs a pretty far stretch, donât you think? If she is trying to reach you, why did she wait until now? Why didnât she send you this supposed message five or six years ago?â
Autumn hooked a curl behind her ear. âI donât know.â
âYou have to admit this is all pretty crazy.â
âNo kidding.â She trailed her finger through the condensation on her wine glass. âIf it werenât for what happened in high school, Iâd ignore the whole damned thing.â
Terri frowned. âThe car accidentâ¦right? I see what you mean.â
âThe weird thing isâwhat caused it to happen back then? And why is it happening now?â
Terri ignored the question since neither of them had an answer. âYou know what I think you should do? I think you should go through old newspapers to see if a little girl was abducted five or six years ago. If there was and her name was Mollyââ
âYouâre right!â Autumn sat up straighter on the stool. âI should have thought of that myself. Iâd have to make certain assumptions. I may have guessed her age wrong, so Iâd need to do a spread of several years. Iâve got to assume Iâm somehow connected or this wouldnât be happening, so Iâll start looking here in Seattle.â
âIt might not work but itâs worth a try.â
âItâs a great idea.â If Autumnâs hunch was right, it was absolutely worth a try.
Terri looked up just then and broke into a smile. âTodd just walked in. Isnât he gorgeous?â
Todd was