My mom asked my dad why the police asked him so many questions, but Dad shrugged and said, “They’re just doing their job…trying to find Tori.”
Mom nodded, started the engine, and we drove away. I looked out the back window like I expected Tori to appear and say this was a huge misunderstanding. As we drove along the river toward Wheeling, I watched outside my window. The river was nearly invisible tonight. I hated the fact that my best friend was in there, somewhere.
We arrived home about an hour and thirty minutes later. I went straight to my room and shut the door. I lay on my bed and cried. I didn’t feel like doing anything else. My mom came to my room. “Hey, hon.” She sat down on my bed. I sat up and she hugged me.
She tried to get me to talk, but I wasn’t in the mood. My brain sti
