Unable to stay tranquil waiting for news about my mother I decided to look for her myself. Something seems odd and no matter how hard I assure myself, I know for a fact that she wasn't safe. I can only rely on my guts since crying wasn't going to solve anything.
I can only imagine the worse at this point. I pull myself together and wipe the tears off my face which has become red and blotchy, my eyes bloodshot and eyelids puffy. I twisted moving away from Baby pick my jacket that was laying on the sofa and stormed out of the house.
"Where are you going, Nancy?" Baby whispers taking my hand into his.
"Anywhere but here, I can't stay here doing anything," I mumble taking his hands off.
"And where are you going to look for her?" he pouts. Roland and Betty follow me quietly. I need a friend that will be by my side, support me, and not question me. I need to do something else I will go crazy.
