Top 5 Bestseller at New York Times in "Paperback Trade Fiction", novel written by William P.Young is the bestseller book of the year and this a few about its story at chapter 1 ;

4 The Great Sadness

Sadness is a wall between two gardens.

—Kahlil Gibran

Mack stood on the shore, doubled over and still trying to catch his breath. It took a few minutes before he even thought about Missy. Remembering that she had been coloring in her book at the table, he walked up the bank to where he could see the campsite, but there was no sign of her. His pace quickened as he hurried to the tent trailer, calling her name as calmly as he could manage. No response. She was not there. Even though his heart skipped a beat, he rationalized that in the confusion someone had seen to her, probably Sarah Madison or Vicki Ducette, or one of the older kids.

Not wanting to appear overanxious or panicky, he found and soberly informed his two new friends that he couldn't find Missy and asked if they would each check with their families. Both quickly headed off to their respective campsites. Jesse returned first to announce that Sarah had not seen Missy at all that morning. He and Mack then headed for the Ducette site, but before they reached it Emil came hurrying toward them, a look of apprehension written clearly on his face.

"No one has seen Missy today, and we don't know where Amber is either. Maybe they're together?" There was a hint of dread in Emil's question.

"I'm sure that's it," said Mack, trying to reassure himself and Emil at the same time. "Where do you think they might be?"

"Why don't we check the bathrooms and showers," suggested Jesse.

"Good idea," said Mack. "I'll check the one nearest our site, the one my kids use. Why don't you and Emil check the one between your sites?"

They nodded and Mack headed at a slow trot toward the closest showers, noticing for the first time that he was barefoot and shirtless. "What a sight I must be," he thought, and probably would have chuckled if his mind wasn't so focused on Missy.

Arriving at the restrooms, he asked a teenager emerging from the women's section if she had seen a little girl in a red dress inside, or maybe two girls. She told him that she hadn't noticed, but would look again. In less than a minute she was back shaking her head.

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