- S U T T E R -
11.12.16 // 10:03 a.m.
MY HANDS SHAKE as I hold the newspaper tightly, re-reading the same words over and over again. It is as if something has lodged itself into my chest as my stomach drops like I am on a roller coaster.
Hadley Brown? Missing?
In my other hand, I hold my phone which glows brightly, the words 'The message to HadleyBrown@CPA.com failed to send. Please try again.' Something inside me doesn't feel right as my eyes flicker back and forth between the newspaper and my phone.
I lean my head against the cool marble wall in my kitchen, running a shaky hand through my hair as a loud sigh escapes from my lips. My heart is thrumming in my chest, my breathing is uneven and another bead of sweat has found its way to my forehead.
Hadley, in one way or another, had
