Celeste was all that mattered to me now, and I had to fix it before it was too late. So I forced my heavy legs to move and grabbed my keys.
I was halfway to Ethan's house, where Celeste was staying, when my phone rang.
Daniel's name lit up the screen like a tiny ray of sunshine piercing storm clouds.
"Hey, champ," I greeted, forcing a light tone. "It's way past your bedtime. What are you doing up?"
"Hi, Dad. I couldn't sleep, so I called Mom to talk to her, but I couldn't reach her."
My grip on the wheel tightened, mirroring the force with which irrational anxiety gripped me. "I'm sure she just went to bed early, bud."
"Well... okay. But she always answers my call. Can you check on her?"
"Yeah." I nodded, forgetting he couldn't see me. "I'll take care of it. Good night, Danny."
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