"Marion is missing? What do you mean by that?" I question, raising my voice. I dropped Marion off at school by myself and drove away as soon as he entered the school building.
"The police are in the school," I disconnected the call. It's real, my son is missing. My whole system became disorganized as I couldn't think straight. My heartbeat increased by every second.
I approached Jonathan and Zeke, gulping the saliva with my last strength as my lips parted to talk. My eyes grew misty, the tears burning my eyes as it threatened to fall.
"I'm sorry, I-I-I think, sorry please excuse me. Nvee, you can communicate with her. She's a good assistant," I stuttered, my body shook like a drenched leaf. What's wrong? Why will Marion be missing? How come?
Those questions race through my mind as I hold on to my phone, my hands fidgeting, and I become sweaty.
