The kids had gone to sleep, and Sophie and Flint were still awake.
"Have you tried her phone?" Flint asked her in worry. Sophie left her seat and came to crouch down close to his rocking chair.
"Rafael told me that there won't be any signals. I think we should wait for them to return, Grandpa." She started rubbing his hands with hers.
Flint sighed, his eyes still filled with concern, "I am just worried about this situation. Why was a policeman looking for Marissa? Sometimes I feel she is always occupied with troubles. When one problem gets resolved then the other one arises."
"Grandpa. Your blood pressure might shoot up. Please control. I think with Rafael in the picture, we can take a sigh of relief. He won't let anything happen to her."
Grandpa hummed and closed his eyes.
The kids might be a handful but all of them always cooperated in the absence of their mom. He wished they would meet their father more often.
