A Cold NightA bird flies over the horizon as the sun begins to set, leaving an orange ray of light over the sand. The ocean glows a deep blue, the waves splashing over a young woman's feet.The mushy sand covers her bare feet, a feeling both disgusting and comforting. It sends shivers down her spine, as does the cold California evening breeze. Her long blonde hair offers little warmth, nor does the sweater her boyfriend had given her two weeks earlier.Cars zoom by on the highway, so close and yet so far away.Se stands in the sandy water silently, waiting for him. Waiting to hear his footsteps as he comes up behind her. Waiting to see his face, surrounded by his dark-brown hair.Waiting to feel warmth as he wraps his arms around her.Her phone vibrates in her pocket, pulling her from her thoughts."Hello?" she says into the phone.The voice of a worried friend replies, "They found him, Megan. They found him."There is no question of who he is, of who they are. All she knows is that something terr