“Don’t worry,” he says. “Probably nothing.”
The “Index of Sinister” began as a grief project. In 2003, Pondo’s daughter, a grad student in Flagstaff, was killed in a crosswalk by a hit-and-run driver. The driver was never found. But a week before her death, Pondo found a note his daughter had scribbled in a journal: “The crossing guard wasn’t there today. Felt wrong.” index of sinister
That line — felt wrong — became his obsession. “Don’t worry,” he says
“I found this one this morning,” he says. “Before you arrived.” a grad student in Flagstaff
“Sept. 9, 2019. A librarian in Boise checks out a single book: ‘The Secret Sharer.’ Returns it unread. Drowns in her bathtub 12 days later. The book is back on the shelf. No water damage.”