The Old Neighborhood..

A few houses away, the son of the woman who holds prayer service every week in her house has disappeared and been missing for a week..
..he turns up a week later, hacked to pieces, in a quarry pond so badly decomposed that he can only be identified by the name on his earing..

(In other news the little kid living across the street, who used to walk past my house throwing rocks at my dog, has just been released from prison after serving a three year sentence for robbery)