Look, I think Lucas died on the 11th, after her ex picked up her boys. I think their relationship will be an intregal part of this case. It sounds like she was obsessed with her boys. Her ex was in her way for custody. She resented having to raise Lucas other than her own boys and he came from a different woman. Now throw in her ex is accusing JH, Lucas's dad of abusing her son, threatening her motherhood again, and you have a psychotic storm erupting! Now throw in meth! Kookoocrazy happens! Now a dead child. She's sorry. Crazy love.
Not boys, not motherhood, EG's
elusive drug of choice.
The power and feeling of control... it's what having children gives her... motherhood itself is unglamorous wasteful sacrifice; once they're gone she'll find another source to glut upon.
The hunger never leaves...
My maps look like yours, so it really was a convenient "two birds with one stone" trip.
It's interesting what appears askew when artifice is undone...
so many had logged hours of her routes early on, considering how simple it would be to roll a limp body out a door as passing by an offramp at the outskirts; into a ditch or the river... despite glut of likely opportunists at every corner to pin her heinous act onto, somehow, she resisted this.
Why?
It would've fit seamlessly with her idiot theory of abduction, which seems quite an accidental afterthought as anything EG's ever done. Her circle of whirling thoughts grew smaller while tallying the total of minutes bought trying to steal back time... if ever a thing felt clear here it's constructing the
absence of an opposing story... nothing fits for the obscure or meager meaning sacrificed to EG's almighty altar of exactly
what?
There's more to the bridges EG burned...
Left to public scrutiny all these learned lies turned to intrepid chapters asking
why, her shallow words peeled pathetic as cheap paint from their putrid moorings revealing yet another restless riddle in the shape of nothing special...
Smells linger longer; as caseworkers & landowners ought know.
So many questions have gone unanswered herein... how easily EG'd dodge what would stick to anyone else... homes, deliveries, happenstance meetings (funny finding you in a place like this)... her hookups... easy street pharma flipping... hustlers & snitches... it's a small world & the truth is hard to hide from, after all.
