Chapter 7
Andi crawled out of bed. The first thing she did was look at her phone. There'd been no more response from her mom. She sent her one more message.
Mom. Please contact me. I'm scared. Other than, I'm fine and don't sick the cops on me, I haven't heard from you in two days. Where are you?
She waited a few moments, but nothing.
Just let me know you're alive.
She'd sent about one hundred of those types of text messages since the day before with only one response.
I'm okay. Give me time.
She really wasn't expecting any reply. Her mom hadn't responded to her twenty phone calls, either.
Heading to the fridge, Andi pulled open the door and grabbed a lemonade. She opened it and walked out onto her balcony. The sun was already sitting nicely in the sky, looking bright and shiny and
