(THIRD PERSON’S PERSPECTIVE)
No one told Tracy (Solana and Larry’s mum) that anything was going on wrong somewhere in her life. No one told her that her daughter had not come home since she went out in the afternoon. Well no one until her son, Larry called her. She was going through a magazine seated by a balancing and being served fresh orange juice. It was evening time in Seoul and Tracy enjoyed watching the beautiful sun as it set upon the beautiful city. It was one of her favorite things to do here and she made it a ritual doing it everyday.
And each day looked more beautiful than the day before. She loved the way the colored sun hit the top of buildings as it set and the color it reflected to the city. She was flipping through her magazine when her phone rang. She wrinkled her ey
