Seeing Joanna drenched in sweat from pure panic, Lillian finally grasped how serious this situation had become.
Lillian had never warmed up to Carry from day one, so when Joanna first mentioned the girl had wandered off and hadn't returned, Lillian brushed it off without much concern.
'But what if something actually happened to her?' The thought crept into Lillian's mind as the clock approached ten.
Before long, Lillian felt her own nerves starting to fray.
After Joanna begged for her assistance, Lillian rushed out of the hospital.
Twenty minutes later, Lillian burst back through the door, perspiration beading on her forehead.
Joanna's heart dropped to her stomach when she saw Lillian return empty-handed.
"Mom, any luck? You didn't track her down, did you?"
Joanna's voice trembled with dread.
She slumped against the headboard, her face a mask of fear and restlessness.
