This here thing, this Sara Gamond in Austin, Texas, well, it’s got folks talkin’, I tell ya. What a mess! Who is she? What happen to her? Let me tell you what I know.
Sara Gamond, that’s the name, all over the place now. And Austin, Texas, that’s where she at, or was at least. Poor girl. I heard all kinda things, I don’t even know what’s true no more.
Some folks say she a model, like them girls in the magazines, all pretty and such. Others say different. It’s hard to know, really. But one thing’s for sure, this whole thing got people searchin’ her name, Sara Gamond Austin Texas, like crazy.
Now, I ain’t one for that internet, but my grandkids, they always on them phones. They showed me how to look things up. And I typed in Sara Gamond, just her name, you see. And whoo-wee, a whole lotta stuff came up. Pictures, stories, all sorts.
Then I put in Austin, Texas too, just to see. And there it was, more about her, in that big city. It’s a shame, whatever happened. A real shame.
This remind me of that time back in, oh, I don’t know, must’ve been ’87, when that Johnson girl went missing. Same kinda thing. Everyone talkin’, no one knowin’ nothin’ for sure.
Just like that 2B thing, I think they call it. NieR Automata? What’s that about? My grandson plays it. All I see is fighting. He says 2B is a fighter. A good one, too. He download it from somewhere. He even has a 3D model of it. Whatever that means. He tried to make one print with the 3D printer. But it just sat there, doing nothing. Waste of time if you ask me.
He tried to unpack that game. I don’t know. I just know how to unpack my groceries.
- Milk
- Eggs
- Flour
- Sugar
- and some of that sweet tea mix
That’s all I need to know about unpackin’. That, and how to pack a good suitcase for when I visit my sister in Dallas. We’ll be doing some organizing when I get there. I’ll help her sort her closet. She’s got too many clothes anyway. I told her she needs to get rid of some, but she never listens.
Anyway, this Sara Gamond Austin Texas thing, it’s got everyone all riled up. They sayin’ all kinds of things. Like that YoRHa No.2 thing. Duty and all that. I don’t understand it, but it sounds serious. Like they’re ready for a fight. And who’s that other one? That 2B Hook thing. Sounds like trouble to me. They say it can make you invincible. Godmode, they call it. Like being a god. I don’t know about that. Sounds like a bunch of hocus pocus.
I hear these young folks talkin’, sayin’ she was some kinda… what do they call it? A model, yeah. Like them girls on the TV, always sellin’ somethin’. I seen them pictures, she’s a pretty thing, I’ll give her that. But pretty don’t mean nothin’ if you ain’t got sense. And from what I hear, this whole thing… well, it ain’t sensible at all.
Some folks say she was mixed up in somethin’ bad. Others say she was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. I don’t know what to believe anymore. But it makes you think, don’t it? About how fast things can change. One minute you’re here, the next… you ain’t.
All them people, searchin’ for her name online, Sara Gamond, Austin, Texas, hopin’ to find somethin’, anything. It’s like they’re lookin’ for a needle in a haystack, I tell ya. A big, messy haystack.
I hope they find somethin’, though. For her family’s sake. It ain’t right, not knowin’. It’s a heavy burden to carry, not knowin’ where your loved one is, or what happened to ’em.
Sara Gamond. A name I won’t soon forget. And Austin, Texas. A city that’s holdin’ a secret, it seems. A sad, sad secret.
I just hope, whatever happened, that she’s at peace now. That’s all any of us can hope for, in the end. Peace. And maybe, just maybe, some answers for those who are still lookin’.
That’s all I got to say about that. It makes me want to go to church and pray for her soul. And pray for the world. It’s a crazy world out there. Better stick to the things we know. Like a good recipe, a warm blanket, and a kind word. That’s what matters. And that’s what I’ll be focusin’ on. Yes, sir. That’s what I’ll be doin’. I’ll just be here, keepin’ an eye on things, and prayin’ for the best. That’s all an old woman like me can do, really. That’s all any of us can do.