It’s funny what people say, that time heals all wounds. In my case, it hasn’t even come close. It was three years ago next month that Marissa disappeared. The love of my life. And it’s funny, even though she’s officially been declared dead, even though her family held a funeral for her, even though every single person I know speaks about her in the past tense, I know in my heart of hearts she isn’t dead. She’s alive, and I have to find her. I just don’t know where to look.It’s funny what people say, that time heals all wounds. In my case, it hasn’t even come close. It was three years ago next month that Marissa disappeared. The love of my life. And it’s funny, even though she’s officially been declared dead, even though her family held a funeral for her, even though every single person I know speaks about her in the past tense, I know in my heart of hearts she isn’t dead. She’s alive, and I have to find her. I just don’t know where to look. This 15,000 word story is the first part of a trilogy.