The front door swung open once Heaven released the handle. She entered the living room and swept across the floor, determined to find her husband and daughter. Before she reached the dining room, she noticed a map lying across the coffee table. Red ink stained the paper in tiny circles that wrapped around the names of towns. Some had a large X through them, some had the words needs searched.
Layne crept into the house in her direction, each step amplifying his anxiety. When he noticed the map, he stared at it. Realization pinched his face the way it pinched her heart. No wonder they had seen no other cars in the driveway. Their families were somewhere searching for them.
“Is that what I think it is?”
His question flitted through her mind as he stopped beside her. She sensed his guilt—gu
