For several weeks, starting in the early spring of 1984, we didn’t hear from Riley. Jan said she’d never speak to him again, and I'd said that, too–– but I found myself driving past his old office late at night, to see if he'd slipped back into town the same secretive way he’d left. Maybe he forgot some important item, and I’d find him there. He'd explain everything. I was less and less angry as time went by, and more lost and disappointed at the way things turned out. Plus,