A little over a month now.

[xhesika]

Since the break-in, and it's kinda been in the back of my head. I try not to think about it, and I was thinking that we would never hear back about it because even though they did get a fingerprint there was no guarantee that the person who left it had a criminal record and would have a file.

But they did.

We got the call from the detective today, they had a match and a photo, and guess what? Its the people we thought did it.

So there's a warrant out for his arrest, but we don't think that we'll get anything back. I can guarantee I'll never see my flash drive again. Still it would be nice to get some closure on it.

I sent the photo to my mom and she printed out an 8x11 of it and took it to the little corner store, the owner said the name and address of the man in the photo without being told, and then proceeded to tell us that he doesn't actually live there, but does frequent the house. So my mother is going to play porch monkey for a while and keep an eye out for him, if she sees him she knows to call the police.

Of course even hearing about it again brought back all the old feelings, Robbie took me out for a walk and a smoothie, I felt like I was going to start crying all over again.

Something about the heart-wrenching ending of Artemis, I know I'll never be able to match what I had written before the drive was taken, and I think that hurts most of all.

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[hydrogen-atom.livejournal.com]

I'm so sorry :(

I've never written anything more than a poem or short story, aside from research papers, but I have lost data before and trying to rewrite something from memory...

I can only imagine how much worse it must feel to have it be something as important and personal as a novel.

[xhesika.livejournal.com]

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