IRENE
I could barely keep still on the way home. My legs shook and bounced off the car floor as different bad thoughts crossed my mind.
I could picture their crying faces and imagine them looking for their mummy. I hoped Karin wasn't talking back and Carl wasn't crying his eyes out.
Like every other normal day, I just wanted to go back home to my kids tonight and laugh over this stupid prank but each second felt more real than the last and fresh tears are rolling down my face again.
"What's going on, Irene? You haven't said a word to me," Karson mentioned again. "Who is missing? Who are we looking for?"
I bit my nails as his questions came. I had no desire to say anything, I just didn't want to speak. Would he blame me if he knew? Would he deem me unfit and incompetent to take care o
