Mommy.
“Mommy?!?” screamed Jared, apparently upset that he didnt see her too.
“You saw her, this morning??” Camille asked angrily.
“Umm… yeahh. She was sitting on the side on a bench with this guy, and he looked kinda scary.”
“Oh. Well, ok…. She’s probably fine then… she’ll be back later… just get ready for dance and basketball and get ready to go..”
Camille was pretty sure that their mom would not be home anytime soon. Maybe a few days, tops. Then she would show up.
But Camille had a feeling this time would be diffrent, something would be wrong. She had the sudden urge to call her mother and make sure she was ok. She ran out of time though, becaure the kids food was burning. She could smell it.