Tony's POV
I knock on mom's front door, eyeing the flowerbeds that sit healthy in the front yard.
No answer.
I knock again and pull out my cell to call her. She doesn't answer.
Where is she at? My mind wanders. I try to not think about worst-case scenarios, but it's hard when dealing with my parents.
I try opening the door and to my uneasy surprise, it's unlocked. I get inside immediately.
“Mom!" I yell for her. There wasn't an answer. I run upstairs, my heart beating out of my chest, my anxiety through the roof. “Mom! Momma!" I yell for her.
She wasn't upstairs, not in her room, bathroom, or reading room. I jump down both flights of stairs, busting my ass at the bottom of the second flight to continue looking for her.
In my mom walks from her backyard, headphones on over he
