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[Beatrix Gerke]

Colette Seymore spoke at a news conference Thursday about her daughter, Taylor Casey, who went missing in the Bahamas on June 19. Friends and family of Casey called on state, city officials and the FBI to help find her.

Distressed family and friends of Taylor Casey, a Chicago woman who disappeared while at a yoga retreat in the Bahamas, begged for her return and joined LGBTQ+ advocates Thursday in calling for more attention and resources for the case.

Williams and Casey met through mutual friends more than 15 years ago and bonded over Chicago house music and dancing. The Chosen Few DJs Festival is Saturday, and the two have gone annually for almost 10 years, Williams said.

Casey has been involved in the Lighthouse Church of Chicago, a predominantly Black and LGBTQ+ church in Lincoln Park, pastor Marcus Payne II said. She also advocated for homeless LGBTQ+ youth and was deeply involved in queer activism.

The coffee shop is closed to in-person dining, thanks to the pandemic, but they offer a walk-up window. Here, I glimpse the exposed brick walls, the whir of machines, and a delightful array of starburst pendants. The bar is empty.

To be clear, LOCAL WOMAN MISSING is set in a leafy, rain-drenched historic town, reminiscent of Plainfield meets Naperville, Illinois. Her characters, Meredith and Josh Dickey live in a 1890s Queen Anne, which the couple restored, maintaining the historic integrity. Both Naperville and Plainfield are located on the National Register of Historic Places. Residing next door are Bea and Kate, a same-sex partnered couple who are in the midst of a messy renovation.

Her memoir, MODEL HOME: Motherhood, Madness & Memory is currently on submission with Catalyst Literary Management. SPEAKING OF APRAXIA will be published by Penguin Random House audio in July 2021. Leslie resides in the Chicago area.

In this smart and chilling thriller, master of suspense Mary Kubica takes domestic secrets to a whole new level, showing that some people will stop at nothing to keep the truth buried.

Shelby Tebow is the first to go missing. Not long after, Meredith Dickey and her six-year-old daughter, Delilah, vanish just blocks away from where Shelby was last seen, striking fear into their once-peaceful community. Are these incidents connected? After an elusive search that yields more questions than answers, the case eventually goes cold.

Family and friends of Taylor Casey, the Chicago woman who disappeared last month while attending a yoga retreat in the Bahamas, are set to hold a press conference downtown Thursday morning as they continue to press for answers from authorities.

Casey, set to turn 42 Thursday, was last seen the evening of June 19 at the Sivananda Ashram Yoga Retreat, on Paradise Island in Nassau, where she was completing a yoga certification course. She was reported missing June 20 after retreat employees that said Casey "did not attend morning classes."

"A participant from our yoga certification program, Taylor Casey is missing," The Sivananda Ashram Yoga Retreat posted to Facebook. "She was last seen at the retreat late on the evening of June 19th."

Several days later, a contingent including Seymore traveled to the Bahamas to meet with local officials and program leaders. The trip left Seymore with more questions than answers, as Seymore described her experience as "unsettling," "disturbing" and "infuriating."

Police Commissioner Clayton Fernander said searches using divers and submersible drone technology were conducted near the area Casey's cell phone had been found, but that no new evidence had been discovered.

Both investigations come as Michael Johnson, Chief Supt. of the Royal Bahamas Police Force, on July 5 was placed on "garden leave" following recent social media circulation of "voice notes" involving Johnson.

"The Royal Bahamas police force has a proud history of service," Fernander said during the update. "Unfortunately, there may be instances where individuals fall short of our standards of integrity. This is painful, especially if found within senior ranks, nobody, and I repeat, nobody is above the law."

The retreat, on Paradise Island in Nassau, is described as a "vibrant yoga ashram offering vacations, courses, and teacher trainings as well as cleanses, detox programs, healing arts trainings, family programs, kirtan and more," according to the group's Facebook page.

On December 24, 2002, a 27-year-old woman disappeared from her home in Modesto, California. Laci Peterson was eight months pregnant. Four months later, her body and that of her foetus, whom she had named Conner, washed ashore near San Francisco Bay. Her husband, Scott Peterson, was convicted of killing Laci and their unborn baby.

When I first heard of your disappearance on the news, back in December 2002, I was living in the woods of Western Massachusetts, renting the third floor of a beautiful house. With a family living downstairs from me, I felt safe. I had left my abuser several years earlier, but I still struggled with PTSD and anxiety.

I instantly believed your husband was Bluebeard from the old fairytales, Bluebeard who had killed his wives. But these were the days when I had recently graduated from my MFA programme in creative writing, days when I was obsessed with poems of revisionist fairy tales and myths.

Eventually, my therapist had suggested that I stop watching the news. I was allowed to watch the weather but that was all. So I imagine I heard the news of your corpse washing up on the radio while I was driving on a dirt road in Western Massachusetts on my way to teach English literature to freshmen at Springfield College. Or I may have heard it on a television set in a restaurant in town or from a colleague as we passed in the hall. I only think of JFK on the anniversary of his assassination, when news outlets remind their viewers. But I think of you often, whenever I hear that a woman has gone missing and every time your husband is televised, asking for a new trial.

I imagine still your final day. Were you taken by surprise? Was there a fight? How long did the struggle last? How long did you resist? I read a book once that said resistance was the secret to joy. When I read this, I felt all the cells in my body pulsating, the way they do when you understand a great truth.

With Conner in your womb, I can only imagine how you, a soon-to-be first-time mother, would have resisted your death. Would have fought with every ounce of strength you possessed. In this resistance I imagine you using, I find a fragment of joy for myself. Whatever energy you fought with to hold on to life, I feel is forever wild within me. There is a strength one carries inside upon surviving violence. I was not able to tap into that until I had worked for many months with my therapist. But now I feel that inner courage the way I feel my spine as it holds my body solidly in place. I hope you felt this in those final moments.

I have many questions for you, Laci. Did you suspect in the days or hours leading up to your death that doom was approaching in the form of your husband? With my abuser, I would sense the tension rising in him over days or weeks until something I did or said sent him flying into a rage. Was it like that for you? Was your dog there fighting for you too in those last moments? Did you call for your brother, your mother? Did a shark cleave your limbs after you were thrown into the sea, or had your husband performed the horrific act beforehand? And how long did your corpse continue to cradle Conner in the safety of your womb before expelling him into the bay where you were dumped?

A few months after the Houles moved to Hawaii, Charles Day passed away and left an inheritance to his daughters, Mary and Kathy. According to Kathy, she and Mary used a secret code word when talking about the inheritance: "Mohawk."

In January 1981, the Houle family, without Mary, moved to Seaside, California, when William Houle was reassigned to Fort Ord. But a few months later, Mary, pictured in red at at left, was released from protective custody and moved back in with the Houles.

One night in 1981, the Houles went out for dinner but left Mary at home. When they returned, William Houle's beloved dog was sick. Believing Mary poisoned the dog, William beat her, he admitted to police.The next morning, according to Kathy, Mary was gone.

Sherrie Calgaro told "48 Hours" that when the Houles relocated to New York, she went to visit them. When she asked about Mary, Charlotte told her Mary ran away. Kathy told Calgaro, "We're not allowed to talk about Mary." Sherrie, who was 10 when Mary disappeared, was concerned. As an adult, she filed a missing persons report in 1994.

Seaside Police Detective Joe Bertaina was asked to lead the investigation into Mary Day's disappearance. In 2003, he took Kathy back to the Houles' home in Seaside: Mary's last known whereabouts. Kathy Pires showed the detective a corner of the backyard where she said her parents told her not to play.

Detective Bertaina's captain, Steve Cercone, brought in a team of cadaver dogs to search the backyard. All four dogs alerted on the specific corner where Kathy says she was not allowed to play. When the team started to dig, they found a little girl's shoe.

After finding the shoe and speaking with Charlotte and William Houle, detectives thought they had a homicide on their hands. Then, the case took an unexpected turn. Nine months after interviewing the couple, a woman in Phoenix, Arizona, was pulled over during a routine traffic stop. Police said it was Mary Day.

In his interview with "48 Hours," Detective Bertaina spoke about traveling to Phoenix to meet Mary in person. He recalled the awful memories Mary had, but it was the memories Mary could not remember that he found troublesome.

In his interview with "48 Hours," Steve Cercone said he wasn't fully convinced this person was the real Mary Day. He thought she might be an imposter, but a DNA test was ordered and the results came back positive

After Mary moved in, Sherrie Calgaro started to have doubts over whether this was her sister. This Mary had a southern accent, which Sherrie and detectives found unusual for someone who didn't grow up in the south. Calgaro also found her sister's magazines that were addressed to someone named Monica Devereaux.

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