IT MIGHT BE OVER SOON

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IT MIGHT BE OVER SOON, 2016

From my living room window I could see the news helicopter hovering over the beach. Human remains had been discovered at Golden Gardens. I grabbed my camera and headed down. 

2016 was barely a week old and the morning, cold. The sky, water and pavement all were the same shade of gray. The beach was quiet and still. A man with a metal detector swept the sand. Reporters lazily loaded gear into their van. Two detectives hovered over the body.  I stood there with my camera. 

We were all searching for something. 

The treasure hunter, valuable metals. 

The reporter, a story. 

The police, clues. 

And me, although I didn’t realize it at the time, I was searching for beauty and peace amidst so much fear.