“So what are you going to do?”
“Clara asks in her best cheerleader voice.” Flynn laughed.
“C’mon, Flynn…”
“I’m gonna think positive.”
“Right. And you’re still going to do everything possible to find Barley again. Thinking positive is planting a seed, but in order for the seed to grow, you have to keep things watered and free of weeds.”
“Oh God,” Flynn sighed. And grimaced.
“Hey! Don’t mock me. Just listen. So maybe you need to start by doing what I said, going to Green Lake as often as you can. But you’re not just gonna go there. You know what you’re gonna do?”
“What?”
“You’re gonna make up some flyers with Barley’s picture, and you’re gonna get yourself a staple gun, and you’re going to tack that sucker up anyplace there’s space, especially along the lakefront trail. You’re going to increase your odds for the best possible outcome.”
“That’s not a bad idea,” Flynn said. “Will you help me?”
“Sure. If you promise to not be negative and instead focus your energy on the good.”