HENRY
My wife and I sat in the living room watching a live show as usual. Victor was outside with Jasper and some other friends from the neighborhood.
It's been five days or more and Sarah hasn't contacted not just to hear from me, but to hear from her son, Jasper.
I was worried, something in me telling me that all wasn't well. The longest Sarah had ever skipped without reaching us was a day. Something was wrong.
I massaged Nora’s legs as we saw the show together, so I let my thoughts out to her.
“Don't you think something is wrong with Sarah? Have you spoken with her?” I asked.
Nora paused the popcorn she was shoving into her mouth and darted to me, sitting up and withdrawing her legs from me.
“I'm not the only one worried?” She asked. Thrill and stun in her eyes.
I nodded. “Yeah,
