After Lionel Phelge had taken his morning medications, he went to his kitchen to make himself some toast. After the toast popped his coffee was ready to pour. Lionel took a knife out of the drawer and spread marmalade on his two pieces of toast. He then walked the short distance to his easy chair in the living room. As well as being an voracious reader, Lionel was an avid fan of audiobooks. He was sixty years old now and found that his eyes became tired after about a half hour of reading. To satisfy his hunger for reading material that would not over work his eyes, Lionel discovered audiobooks. He found that he could add at least an hour or two more reading to his daily routine if he listened to audio books. He was presently listening to the audiobook version of The Two Towers from Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings Trilogy.
Lionel had just finished packing his pipe with Borkum Riff tobacco when the phone rang. Lionel picked up the receiver.
“Hello, could I speak to Lionel Phelge?” asked Rick.
“Sir, your son Garry has gone missing from The House of Hope. Is he by any chance with you?”
“No, I haven’t seen or heard from Garry in about a year. The last time I talked to him on the phone was when I told him that his mother had cancer. I’ve haven’t heard from him since,” answered Lionel.
“I’m sorry to hear that sir, but if he happens to call you or drops in at your home could you let us know? We’ve already reported Garry to the police as a vulnerable missing person.”
“I certainly will, Mr. Jennings. You’ve now got me very concerned,” said Lionel.
Lionel sat down and lit up his pipe. He made the circling motion with his fingers as he held the match to the tobacco. He had to admit that he hadn’t given his son,Garry much thought during the last few months. Garry has been diagnosed with schizophrenia and had been residing at The House of Hope for about a year now. Lionel had tried to contact Garry with the news of his mother’s passing. Lionel left a phone message for Garry at The House of Hope, but Garry had not returned his father’s phone call. As Lionel puffed on his pipe he now realized that he had more things to think about than just coming up with a sabbatical research project for Dean Sanderson.