I often read poetry about grief, mostly because it's one of the only ways that grief and loss

become manageable for many, by putting it into words whose lull and weight we can control as they

come through our mouth. We measure the breath. We decide the tone. Volume is in our control, while so

many parts of our world are not. When researching this case, I thought very much about grief

and about one poem in particular by Sarah Rian. She writes,

There's no way it could all fit into an urn or into a box,

could it? All of that love, their past, their future, every adored thing, the galaxy itself

isn't big enough.

There's just no way it could all fit.

It made me think about the enormity of memory and all its vivid detail and of hopes for the future that can't be fulfilled, both of equal measure. Our poet is right. That is grief,

and it does defy containment. And it's a grief felt doubly so by the family at the center of our

case this week, who lost not one child, but two.

This is the case of sisters, Mary and Susie Raker.

Thank you. The

The Welcome to coffee and cases where we like our coffee hot and our cases cold. My name is Allison Williams.

And my name is Maggie Damron. We will be telling stories each week in the hopes that someone out there with any information concerning the cases will take those tips to law enforcement.

So justice and closure can be brought to these families.

With each case, we encourage you to continue in the conversation on our Facebook page, Coffee and Cases podcast, because, as we all know, conversation helps to

keep the missing person in the public consciousness, helping keep their memories alive. So sit back,

sip your coffee, and listen to what's brewing this week. Maggie, you know, as I do, that the

earmark for the end of summer in our minds as teachers is when the school

year starts back to school. I'm already having like the back to school nightmares. Oh, I forgot to

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