The morning sun shines brightly into my room even with the curtains closed. I slept late last night waiting for my father hoping he would come home. It's still not yet forty eight hours but I feel we must not wait for those hours to report to the police that he is missing and if they will not do anything I will go and look for him myself. I'm surprised when I come across my mother along the corridor, she is bathed and dressed up nicely in a gorgeous summer dress. "And then?" I gaze at her quizzically with widened eyes.
"Good morning to you too Rebecca," she continues to walk on into her bedroom. I follow behind her. "Where are you going mother?" I ask. I know that my mother loves being glamorous always but she wouldn't bother herself with looking so beautiful to go to the police station t
