Hi.
Glad you’re okay after car incident! I was thinking that maybe while you and I would accept help from passers by, Maura might have reason not to. Since we don’t really know all the details, we’ve all just been scratching our heads and trying to figure out what we think happened 16 years ago..it’s easy to get lost thinking about behaviors or actions (Maura’s) and how Y must have happened, because X does (or doesn’t)make sense. The decisions that a sober, sane, logical mind would make don’t necessarily apply to a mind in distress. Whether the distress is biological, situational, or from alcohol (or combination) we can’t apply secondhand logical thinking to a potentially drunk or concussed person. Have y’all dealt with or been a drunk person? Lol, admittedly I’ve been both and sometimes the things that happen and get done just don’t make sense. I also don’t think Maura would intentionally go into the woods to hide, long term, with no supplies in middle of winter. It just doesn’t make sense for a smart, capable girl to wander far into the snowy woods to curl up and die (or commit suicide.) It also doesn’t make sense that she’d turn down help from a bus driver, only to get in the next passing car who may, in the coincidence of all coincidences be a serial killer or opportunistic murderer. It doesn’t make sense to go to random nearby house seeking help and roll the dice that they too would call the cops, if you’re just trying to avoid the cops and potential DUI.
But you can’t apply logical thinking to an impaired person.
I don’t mean this to sound judgey or condescending in any way. I base ^^ on my own experiences: when I was 18 I was drinking with some friends that lived in my neighborhood and I had a bit too much to drink. A buddy walked me home and went as far as the end of my driveway and we said goodbye, because my front door was just yards away. I have a very vague recollection of the parting, but the next thing I remember is coming to in my directly across the street neighbor’s front yard, stuck, my hair tangled in a mini-tree that was directly across street from my front door. I have literally no idea how I came to be there, how I was so close to my house and yet didn’t make it inside, how I got so turned around in an area I was very familiar with, how I got stuck to a tree, or why I made any decision that led me there. Luckily for me, it’s just a funny little story and it didn’t somehow tragically turn out different. I know obviously circumstances aren’t the same but my (long winded) point is that just because something does or doesn’t make sense to us 16 years later, I don’t think we can apply our beliefs of what we would do or what would be the most logical move for her to make to her situation. Clearly she was in distress, for whatever reason, and people just don’t make clearly thought out rational decisions when they’re like that. Unfortunately, because of this, I genuinely think every scenario is still on the table.