Shay's Point of View
I stare at Zayde's empty bed... I love to watch him sleep, ever since he was a baby. It made me feel peaceful. My heart constricts seeing it empty like this, knowing I have absolutely no idea where my baby is... or if he is safe.
I stare out of the window, looking at the moon.
Mood goddess... Please keep my son safe...
I send up a little prayer and rest my forehead against the cold window.
"Hey... Shay?"
I jerk as Amy touches my shoulder.
She gives me a small apologetic smile.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you, but I was talking to you and you did not hear me. You were spaced out a little."
I give her a little smile back.
"Sorry... I just have a lot on my mind. What were you saying?"
"I asked if you were okay... But honestly... As I am saying it a
