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cosettepontmercys · 4 months

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books read in 2024!

books read so far: 58/100

— book blog: http://teatimelit.com — bookstagram: @cossettereads — gr: http://goodreads.com/cossettereads — sg: https://app.thestorygraph.com/profile/cossettereads

as always, askbox + dms are open if have any questions or would like to chat about books! 🤍

⊹ indicates any (new) favorites of the month! previous months are under the cut!

april ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

1) the goodbye cat by hiro arikawa (reread) 2) the traveling cat chronicles by hiro arikawa (reread) 3) this is me trying by racquel marie (arc) 4) kill her twice by stacey lee (arc) 5) the pairing by casey mcquiston (arc) 6) swiped by l.m. chilton (arc) 7) lies and weddings by kevin kwan (arc) 8) the odyssey by homer (audiobook)

january ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

1) beach read by emily henry (reread) 2) on palestine by noam chomsky & ilan pappé 3) valley verified by kyla zhao (gifted) 4) the wind at my back: resilience, grace, and other gifts from my mentor, raven wilkinson by misty copeland & susan fales-hill (gifted) 5) check please: year one by ngozi ukazu (reread) 6) check please: year two by ngozi ukazu (reread) 7) check please: year three by ngozi ukazu (reread) 8) check please: year four by ngozi ukazu (reread) 9) raiders of the lost heart by jo segura (gifted) 10) the frame-up by gwenda bond (arc) 11) everything i never told you by celeste ng ⊹ 12) forgive me not by jennifer baker (gifted) 13) ever after always by chloe liese (gifted) 14) the summer of bitter and sweet by jen ferguson (gifted) 15) the lily of ludgate hill by mimi matthews (gifted) 16) last call at the local by sarah grunder ruiz (gifted) ⊹ 17) the sun and the void by gabriela romero-lacruz (gifted) 18) a line in the dark by malinda lo (gifted) 19) biting the hand: growing up asian in black and white america by julia lee (gifted) 20) play it as it lays by joan didion → january wrap up

february ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

1) mister hockey by lia riley * 2) collide by bal khabra (arc) * 3) a curious beginning by deanna raybourn (gifted) 4) breaking the ice by k.r. collins * 5) if only you by chloe liese (gifted) * 6) anxious people by frederik backman ⊹ 7) the catch by amy lea (gifted) 8) weekends with you by alexandra paige (arc) 9) happily never after by lynn painter (arc) 10) klara and the sun by kazuo ishiguro 11) good material by dolly alderton 12) in the event this doesn't fall apart by shannon lee barry 13) the night ends with fire (arc) by k.x. song 14) the good, the bad, and the aunties (arc) by jesse q. sutanto 15) where sleeping girls lie (arc) by faridah àbíké-íyímídé 16) sophomore surge by k.r. collins * 17) lighting the lamp by k.r. collins * 18) glove save and a beauty by k.r. collins * 19) home ice advantage by k.r. collins * 20) power play by k.r. collins * 21) grounded by k.r. collins * 22) line chemistry by k.r. collins * → february wrap up

march ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

1) happy medium by sarah adler (arc) 2) a darker shade of magic by v.e. schwab (audiobook) 3) expiration dates by rebecca serle (arc) 4) divine rivals by rebecca ross (book club) 5) the siren by katherine st. john (gifted) 6) light in gaza edited by jehad abusalim 7) how to end a love story by yulin kuang (arc) // reviewed here 8) rising from the deep: the seattle kraken, a tenacious push for expansion, and the emerald city's sports revival by geoff baker 9) les misérables by victor hugo (reread) → march wrap up

#post: 2024 reading thread #i love starting the year out with a reread of a favorite! takes the pressure off <3 #and since allison started reading beach read last night i decided to join her!!!

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country-club · 4 years

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Games #1

-gif not mine- Warnings: alcohol, mentions of puking

> So, you’re new in town and this guy takes interest in you

It has been a week since you moved to Outer Banks. Your mother and stepfather had business in the area and found a nice house on the rich side of the island, which you would soon find out was called Figure 8. At 16 you had finished high school, your younger sister, Allison, had another year to go so she switched schools. You were bummed you moved before you could throw a party for your 17th birthday this summer with your friends. The moving couldn’t wait, seeing as you still had to pick a college to go to.

You didn’t necessarily have a hard time making friends, however, not knowing anyone on the island, not having a job nor going to a school, made it hard. You had seen a couple of kids your age around town, they looked fun to hang with.

Almost all your stuff had already arrived. The last truck came in today. You helped your stepfather carry in some boxes and furniture.

“Y/n can you help me out?” Your stepdad yelled from outside. You looked outside, seeing him struggle to get the lounge-set out of the truck. You put down the box and made your way outside. Apparently, he already received an extra pair of hands. Two blonde boys were helping out your stepdad move the lounge-set. You hoped into the truck and rolled a boxing bag out. As you tried to lift the bag over your shoulder, you focused on not tripping with the heavy thing.

“Need some help?” One of the blonde boys asked as he walked up to you.

“No, thank you.” You answered politely, trying to look like you weren’t struggling.

“Are you sure, it looks heavy.”

“It is.” You put the bag down and looked up at the boy, who flashed a smile at you. He picked up the bag and let you show him where to put it. You walked back outside and thanked the boy for helping you out. His friend was already waiting outside. Your dad called you over to grab the last boxes. At the same time the other blonde boy called his friend. You couldn’t hear his name clearly.

“I’ll see you around, ..” The boy stayed quiet, hinting.

“Y/n” You gave him your name and smiled at him before walking over to your stepdad.

Once you were done moving the boxes you decided to take a break. “I feel like going to the beach. Do you feel like going to the beach, Y/n?” Allison asked, as if she was reading your mind.

There were a ton of people on the beach. Some looked like tourists to you. Though you might look like a tourist to locals. There were people surfing the waves, eating ice-cream, sunbathing. You know, beach things. You put your beach towels down and Allison ran into the water, leaving you to watch your stuff. You got your headphones out and listened to music while staring at the sea.

“You’re gonna get burnt.” You looked up, taking your earpiece out. This girl with beautiful long brown hair was blocking your sun. You might have taken a little nap.

“Right, thank you for reminding me.” She smiled at you.

“No problem. We’re throwing a little party tonight at the beach. Feel free to come and say hi.” You nodded and off she went, inviting other people. Did you just get invited to a party?

“Hey Mister Crabs, mom called, dinner’s ready.” Allison said, already packing her stuff. You got up and cleaned the sand of your towel. Off you went.

After dinner you put on something nice, did your hair and chilled out for a while. “Can I join you tonight?” Your sister asks. “I’m not sure I’m going.” You weren’t. The thought of going to a party, either alone or with your sister, surrounded by people you don’t know makes you anxious. Maybe next time. It’s summer, there’ll be more parties for sure.

You called your friends back home and talked for a while. They were pushing you to go, telling you It’d be great and you’re missing out. So, you did. You grabbed the car keys and headed to the beach. It was a round 11:30 when you pulled up. You rolled down your window, only to hear the music blasting and the smell of alcohol entering your car. It looked like everyone was having fun. You got out of the car and spotted the girl who invited you. She saw you too and waved you to come over.

“Hey! It’s nice to see you came! I didn’t introduce myself at the beach, did I? I’m Kiara.” The girl smiled at you.

“I’m Y/n.” You looked around. “It’s busy huh.” Kiara nodded. A boy with long brown hair put his arm around her and gave her a red cup, asking if you’d like a beer as well.

“I’m driving, so no, but thank you.” Kiara introduced you to her friend, John B. “Nice to meet you, Y/n.”

You hung out with Kiara and John B for a while, they introduced you to some of their friends. There was Pope, who you shared a laugh with and JJ, who you haven’t spoken to much. Around 1 you decided to go back home. People started throwing up and the smell made your stomach turn. As you were headed back home you drove past someone walking down the road. You slowed down, recognizing the blonde boy under the streetlights.

You rolled down your window. “Dave?” You called to the boy, who looked up with a raised eyebrow. You stopped the car and he walked up to your window.

“Did you just call me Dave?” You nodded your head. He laughed. He looked intoxicated, his eyes red and him leaning on your car. “It’s Rafe.”

“Sorry. Hi Rafe. Can I give you a ride?” You offered. Rafe nodded and got into your car. It wasn’t until right now that you saw the redness on his check and the cut around his jaw. “Are you alright?” He didn’t look right. “I’m fine.” He mumbled. “Just drive, please.” The ‘please’ took a second to leave his mouth. You started driving. Rafe didn’t seem very down to earth.

“Where do you life?” You asked quietly.

“Figure 8” he mumbled yet again. He looked like he was about to pass out. Not wanting to have to drag his body around Figure 8, you took him back to your place. You opened the door and pushed him as silently as you could inside and up the stairs. You entered the bathroom and sat him down on the closed toilet. Without asking you started touching his face and cleaning the cut. He grunts and looked up at you. “Y/n, right?” You nodded. You really wanted to ask what had happened, but if there’s anything you’ve learned from alcohol and drugs, it’s that you should ask questions the next day. You led Rafe to a guestroom. Rafe sat down on the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt. He looked like he was struggling so you helped him out. Rafe was currently shirtless. He looked quite good. You stared at him for a second and turned around. You walked over to the door, looked back before switching of the light.

“Thank you, y/n.” he whispered. And he was gone.

The next morning you walked into the guestroom, with aspirin and water in your hands. You knocked before entering. Rafe was already sitting at the end of the bed. “Morning sunshine.” You said, putting the aspirin and water on the nightstand. Rafe looked up at you. No answer. “Right, so my parents are out right now but will be back around 10. So I was wondering, if you- you know.. Wouldn’t mind getting out.” Rafe nodded and looked at clock on the wall. 9:30.

“Ofcourse. Thank you, for letting me stay the night.” It was your turn to nod.

“You looked like shit.” He let out a soft giggle.

“Why thank you for that compliment.”

“What happened last night?”

Rafe took the aspirin and downed the water. “Some guy on The Cut was messing around.” He looked like he doesn’t want to get into details and leaves it as is.

“Guess he had it coming. Can I do anything to help you out?” He shook his head and got up.

“I’ll manage. Thanks again. I owe you, Y/n.”

“My pleasure.”

You showed him out and watched him walk away.

#rafe cameron #outer banks #obx #imagine #outerbanks #drew starkey #jj #jj maybank #rudy pankow

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angelstrenchcoat-67 · 6 years

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Matchmakers

Pairing: Alex x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Jealous Alex, fluff

Series Summary: Since I joined the cast of Supernatural, 5 years ago, they have made it their mission to find me a boyfriend, but things haven’t been exactly easy. But when a new face joins the cast, the Padaleckis, the Ackles, and the Collins take it upon themselves to use the hiatus to become matchmakers.

PART 9

"I want you to bring him back by nine" Misha stops us right as we are going out.

"Leave them alone" Vicky rolls her eyes then looks back at us with a sweet smile on her face. "Enjoy the night guys"

"Use protection" Jared taps Alex on the shoulder but winces when Gen walks by, pinching his side.

"Don't be annoying" Gen scolds him.

"But if you don't, name the kid after me" Jensen comes in with a sandwich in his hand. Well, mostly in his mouth.

"Okay, we are just gonna go" Alex opens the door, letting me walk out first.

"Bye" I wave back before walking out, Alex right behind me.

He hurries pass me to open up the car door for me. "My lady"

"Oh, thank you" I kiss him on the cheek before stepping inside the car. "If you behave, you'll get more of those"

"And what do I have to do for more of this?" He bends down to kiss me on the lips and without waiting for me to react, he pulls back.

"You are such a dork" I giggle as he just winks at me before closing the door of my side.

He runs back to the other side, climbing with a huge smile on his face.

"Someone is excited" I grin as he starts he car.

"I've been wanting to ask you out for a while now" He admits, a pink shade over his cheeks.

"Why did you never asked?" I frown, placing my hand over his knee.

"I just never thought you'd agree" He looks at me shyly before turning back at the road.

"Really? We were always flirting" I chuckle, giving him a little squeeze.

"Yeah but I wasn't sure, I thought you were just joking around" He bites the side of his lip and I try to hold myself back from kissing him.

"Well, better late than never" I look out the window as we drive by an amazing view of the sunset.

"So, it's too early for dinner so do you want to get some frozen yogurt before?"

"Yes, sounds great" I nod as he grabs my hand that's resting on his knee.

We drive for a couple of minutes, exchanging a few smiles and giggles as he catches me staring at his gorgeous face.

Alex stops the car in front of a frozen yogurt stand but there is nowhere to park. "Why don't you go ordering while I look for a place to park?"

"What do you want?" I ask him as I pick up my bag from the floor of the car.

"Just get me whatever you are getting" He smiles before giving me a quick kiss.

I get off the car and thankfully the shop is not too crowded. As I wait in line, I notice there's a group of girls staring at me, whispering between themselves.

"Excuse me" One of them steps a little closer. "Can we get a picture?"

"Absolutely" I give them a bright smile as they all move closer to me.

We take a couple of selfies and I sign a few things they have in hand like a napkin or their phone cases. They start asking a few questions so I decide to send Jared a text to see if he can send me a video of him alongside Jensen and Misha saying hi. Like a minute goes by and then I receive it so I show it to the girls. With a big thank you, they walk away, thankfully not gathering too much attention from other people.

I order two frozen yogurts with my favorite fruits and treats and I go sit by a empty table as I see Alex walking towards me, running his hand through his hair.

"Hey there handsome" I give him a wink as he pulls the chair next to me. "Here you go"

He grabs his cup, giving me a quick kiss before leaning back on his chair. "Thanks"

"So, do you think we should talk to Eric and Rob and the others?" I ask, bringing the spoon to my mouth.

"Do you want to?" Alex looks at me, placing the cup on the table. "Because we have to be sure because it'll be like becoming a serious thing"

The words sting a little more that I thought they would. Does he not want it to be like a serious thing?

"That came out wrong" Alex closes his eyes then opens them to find me looking at the floor. "Hey, look at me"

He grabs my hand so I bring my eyes up to meet his. "I told you before, I like you and I want this to be a serious thing. This is not just a hiatus fling, I'm in this, I just want to be sure that you are"

"I am, I really like you and I want to see where this gets us" I feel my breath coming back to its normal state.

"Then we'll talk to them when we find the time" He gives my hand a light squeeze. "We just have to make sure no paparazzi catches us"

"We'll have to cross our fingers for that one"

"I just think they should make Blaire and Jack a thing" Alex laughs as he deeps his fork on the cheesecake we are sharing.

"I think you just want an excuse to kiss me more" I smile cheekily, bringing a piece of dessert to my mouth.

"Maybe" He leans in to kiss me, a grin spread across his face.

"Y/N?" Someone interrupts us before I can even lean in. I turn back only to find someone I never thought I'd see.

"Trent?" I gasp, standing up to hug the blonde haired guy in front of me.

"How've you been?" Trent asks me as I take a step back.

"Great, I'm doing amazing" I smile, blushing a little.

"Yeah! I started watching that show you are in just so I could see you" He stares at me for a couple of seconds before speaking again. "You are looking as beautiful as always"

"Ahem" Alex's voice makes me snap back.

"Oh, sorry!" I turn back to Alex. "Alex this is Trent, a high school friend. Trent this is Alex, my-"

"Oh, you are her coworker" Trent stretches his hand to shake Alex's.

"I'm actually the boyfriend" Alex forces a smile as he extends his hands.

He is my what?

"Oh" Trent swallows before turning back to me. "And what are you doing here?"

"We are just on vacations with a some of the cast" I sit down back at my chair as Trent pulls one from a near by table. "And you?"

"My sister's wedding" He replies as I notice Alex roll his eyes.

"Wait, Miranda is getting married?" I beam, remembering when I used to go shopping with her.

"Yeah, the whole family is here" He leans in, a little closer than usual. "You should come with me one day to see them before we leave"

"We have a pretty busy schedule so I don't think that'd be possible" Alex steps in, playing with his straw.

"We only have a few days left but thanks" I look back at Trent as he and Alex share a look I can't read.

"Mom really misses you" Trent places a hand on my arm. "She says that you will always be her favorite daughter in law"

Alex chokes a little as he places his glass back on the table. "You two dated?"

"We were a thing through high school but we broke up because we had to go to different colleges but we remained good friends" I explain to him but Trent immediately jumps in.

"We were voted most likely to get married" He gives Alex a cocky smile before turning to me. "I can't believe we ran into each other"

"How lucky" Alex gives him a forced smile before leaning back in his chair, not meeting my eyes.

"And how's your mom?" Trent asks, trying to keep up the conversation.

"Alex" I poke his side as he stares at the road.

"Hmm?" He doesn't even look at me, just stretches his neck to the side a little.

"Why are you so quiet?" I ask, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Nothing" He mutters so I start placing light kisses on his cheek then on his jaw and on the side of his mouth.

"Tell me" I insist, moving so that I can kiss his lips.

"Were you really voted most likely to get married?" He asks, biting the inside of his cheeks.

"You are jealous" I laugh so his face goes hard again.

"Whatever" He growls, holding the wheel even harder than before.

"Babe" I smile, sitting straighter. "It was high school, besides I didn't know you back then otherwise I would have been all over you"

"You are looking as beautiful as always" Alex mocks him, doing a funny face. "What a pretentious dick"

"Aleex" I grin, pulling one of his hands from the wheel to hold it between mine. "You don't have to be jealous"

"He took all of your attention" His voice gets a little rougher so I know he is not joking anymore. "It was supposed to be our first date"

"You are right, I'm sorry" I bring his hand to my lips to kiss it slightly. "I'll make it up to you"

"Jealousy is not a really nice feeling" He pulls over at the entrance of the house.

"Tell me about it" I roll my eyes, remembering the day at the beach. "Seeing those girls at the beach with their arms around you wasn't exactly my cup of tea"

"Wait, you were jealous?" He is the one smirking this time.

"Shut up" I try to stop the grin forming on my face as he leans in to kiss me. "Hey, you called yourself my boyfriend"

"I did not" He huffs, turning off the car. "You are imagining things"

"Alex" I shove him away but he moves closer anyway.

"It just felt natural" He looks back at me a little nervously. "I'm sorry"

"You were trying to mark your territory like some sort of dog but I forgive you" I squeeze his hand before noticing Misha is staring at us through the window as Jared turns the lights on and off.

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So sorry Chapter 9 took me so long but I had a lot of things going on in the last couple of days so I wasn’t getting any chance to write. Hope you like this.

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blogparadiseisland · 6 years

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Nature They Were Seeking Mental Health Care. Instead They Drowned in a Sheriff’s Van.

Nature They Were Seeking Mental Health Care. Instead They Drowned in a Sheriff’s Van. Nature They Were Seeking Mental Health Care. Instead They Drowned in a Sheriff’s Van. http://www.nature-business.com/nature-they-were-seeking-mental-health-care-instead-they-drowned-in-a-sheriffs-van/

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Route 76 in Nichols, S.C., near where a van taking two women to a mental health facility was overtaken by floodwaters on Tuesday. Both women drowned.CreditCreditJohnny Milano for The New York Times

MULLINS, S.C. — Nicolette Green had decided to get better. The medication she was taking to treat her schizophrenia had calmed her and cleared her head. On Tuesday morning, her oldest daughter, Rose, with whom she had spent the weekend waiting out Hurricane Florence, drove her to her regular counseling session.

A new therapist saw Ms. Green, 43, that day. And within a half-hour of evaluating her, he wanted her committed, said Donnela Green-Johnson, Ms. Green’s sister.

After hours of filling out paperwork, Ms. Green said goodbye to her daughter. She told Rose that this was a good thing, that she would be O.K., that they would soon all be a happy family again watching movies together at home.

Then Rose watched, troubled, as sheriff’s deputies patted her mother down and put her in a van to take her to a hospital almost two hours away. Rose, 19, recalled the deputies having handcuffs out when they frisked her mother, though she did not know if they put them on.

Sometime that evening, the van, carrying Ms. Green and Wendy Newton, another woman being transported to a mental health facility, was overtaken by the flooding waters of the Pee Dee River. The two sheriff’s deputies in the van managed to get out, said Sheriff Phillip E. Thompson of Horry County in a Wednesday afternoon news conference. The women did not.

By the time emergency workers arrived by boat and found the deputies on the van’s roof, it was too dark to dive. The van, with Ms. Green and Ms. Newton inside, remained in the waters by Highway 76 overnight. Their bodies were recovered Wednesday evening.

For the families of the two dead women, there was one big question: How could the state take someone in, ostensibly to make her better, to protect her even from herself — and then let her drown by the side of a highway?

“Why the hell would they leave a safe, dry area to go to God knows what?” asked Allison Newton, Wendy Newton’s daughter. “Something feels wrong about this.”

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Nicolette Green, seated, in an undated photo with two of her daughters, Erica, left, and Rose.CreditCourtesy of Donnela Green-Johnson

Officials on Wednesday said the South Carolina Law Enforcement Division and the sheriff’s department were conducting investigations. The two deputies — Joshua Bishop, who has been on the force for six years, and Stephen Flood, who has been on the force for 10 — have been put on administrative leave.

“They got out and tried to get the ladies out,” Sheriff Thompson said. He was not sure how long they tried — possibly 45 minutes. They may have struggled because of the way the van was positioned against the guardrail or because of the pressure of the water on the doors.

The women were not being evacuated from floodwaters. They were both being taken from hospitals, where they had come voluntarily, to mental health facilities, where they had been committed. At the news conference, Sheriff Thompson said that his department had been responding to a court order to transport the women. On Wednesday, family members said they had heard nothing about any orders.

It is routine, and required under state law, for law enforcement to transport people who are involuntarily committed and who are determined by a physician “as posing an imminent risk of harm to him or herself by virtue of mental illness,” according to a statement from the state Department of Mental Health. It was unclear to the families whether the women had expressed an intent to harm themselves or anyone else.

The sheriff did not think the women were in restraints when they drowned, as early reports indicated. Restraining patients was not typical, he said, “if they’re not combative or having issues and I understand they were not.” But he could not say for sure.

The deputies also apparently drove onto a road that was blocked off because of flooding. The sheriff could not account for why they would have done that.

On Tuesday morning, Wendy Newton, 45, told her mother she could tell she was about to have what she called “a spell,” according to Ms. Newton’s daughter Allison. Ms. Newton asked to be taken to McLeod Hospital in Loris, S.C. An ambulance soon arrived to pick her up.

This was not unusual. Ms. Newton, a mother of three who lived in coastal North Carolina, had wrestled for the last dozen years with severe mental illness, Allison said. She had been in hospitals at times, but the family always knew where she was, or if she was being moved somewhere else.

They heard nothing on Tuesday night. Late Wednesday morning, Allison’s sister Abigail called the hospital to check in.

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Wendy Newton in a recent photo with her grandson, Leighton Sellers.CreditCourtesy of Allison Newton

It was only then that the family learned that Ms. Newton had drowned. They were not told much and turned to the news for details. They heard on news reports, for instance, that Ms. Newton may have died in handcuffs.

“Why would they chain her and another lady to the back of a truck?” Allison asked. “Why didn’t they tell us she was being transported? Why were they going through floodwaters knowing how dangerous it’s been?”

“That’s my mother,” she said.

The other woman, Ms. Green, had struggled with mental health issues since her teenage years.

Nikki, as she was called, grew up in central Pennsylvania. When her parents retired, they moved south for the weather, to a house in Myrtle Beach, about a mile in from the shore.

The family all stayed together, moving as a unit. Ms. Green had physical ailments, too, some of which led to seizures, making it hard to stay at a job. She loved working with children but worried that she could be holding a child when a seizure struck. She did not want to drive, either, given the dangers to her and others if she were to have a seizure behind the wheel.

Ms. Green had married and divorced, and she had four children — two girls, Rose and Erica, and two boys, Gad, who is now in kindergarten, and Otto, who died three years ago of bone cancer. He was 7 years old.

Everyone lived in the house in Myrtle Beach: Ms. Green, her parents and her children, all taking care of one another. “It was sort of symbiotic I guess,” Ms. Green-Johnson said.

When Hurricane Florence came, they split up: Erica, 17, took her grandfather far inland, so he would not lose the electricity necessary for his oxygen machine; Gad and his grandmother joined Donnela at her house; Rose and Nikki stayed together. The medication she had recently started taking for her schizophrenia seemed to be working, “opened her eyes,” Ms. Green-Johnson said, making that time all the richer.

“They had a hurricane party kind of thing there, the two of them,” she said. “They were really reconnecting, getting much closer than they had been.”

On Sunday, after the storm had passed, the family had all been reunited. On Monday, things were back to normal. On Tuesday, Ms. Green had her counseling appointment. And that night, Ms. Green’s sister heard on the news about a van, lost in the floodwaters.

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blogwonderwebsites · 6 years

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Nature They Were Seeking Mental Health Care. Instead They Drowned in a Sheriff’s Van.

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Route 76 in Nichols, S.C., near where a van taking two women to a mental health facility was overtaken by floodwaters on Tuesday. Both women drowned.CreditCreditJohnny Milano for The New York Times

A new therapist saw Ms. Green, 43, that day. And within a half-hour of evaluating her, he wanted her committed, said Donnela Green-Johnson, Ms. Green’s sister.

“Why the hell would they leave a safe, dry area to go to God knows what?” asked Allison Newton, Wendy Newton’s daughter. “Something feels wrong about this.”

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Nicolette Green, seated, in an undated photo with two of her daughters, Erica, left, and Rose.CreditCourtesy of Donnela Green-Johnson

The deputies also apparently drove onto a road that was blocked off because of flooding. The sheriff could not account for why they would have done that.

They heard nothing on Tuesday night. Late Wednesday morning, Allison’s sister Abigail called the hospital to check in.

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Wendy Newton in a recent photo with her grandson, Leighton Sellers.CreditCourtesy of Allison Newton

“That’s my mother,” she said.

The other woman, Ms. Green, had struggled with mental health issues since her teenage years.

Nikki, as she was called, grew up in central Pennsylvania. When her parents retired, they moved south for the weather, to a house in Myrtle Beach, about a mile in from the shore.

Everyone lived in the house in Myrtle Beach: Ms. Green, her parents and her children, all taking care of one another. “It was sort of symbiotic I guess,” Ms. Green-Johnson said.

“They had a hurricane party kind of thing there, the two of them,” she said. “They were really reconnecting, getting much closer than they had been.”

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