On a bone-chilling January night, at ten o’clock, the streets were nearly deserted.
Nathan drove Emma around the area, searching again and again, but there was no sign of her mother.
Finally, after another fruitless search, they went to the police station to file a report.
But because it hadn’t been 48 hours since Karen Hayes had gone missing, the police wouldn’t officially open a case. Helpless, they left the station and stepped back out into the cold.
By now, Emma’s eyes were red and raw, and her skin stung where the tears had dried. She looked around desperately. They had searched everywhere they could think of, but her mother was nowhere to be found. A sense of hopelessness washed over her.
“It’s so late, and it’s so cold. My mom is out there all alone… I’m so scared, I’m so scared…”
She was sobbing, so overcome with grief that she couldn’t even stand straight and sank to the ground.
Nathan fell silent. He didn’t know what to do either. If she had just gotten lost, that would be one thing. But being alone, at night, and unreachable… it was hard not to imagine the worst.
“You have chemo again tomorrow. We’ve been searching for three or four hours now. You need to get some rest. Let me take you home, okay?”
Nathan bent down, moving closer to the woman trembling on the ground.
“But… my mom isn’t back. I haven’t found her. I can’t rest. I’m so worried about her…”
Emma’s voice was choked with sobs, and her whole body was shaking.
She seemed terrified. Nathan had never seen her like this. He softened his voice, trying to soothe her. “Don’t be afraid. She’s going to be okay. How about I take you home, and then I’ll go out and look for her again?”
He did his best to calm her down.
Hearing him offer to continue the search after taking her home, Emma’s sobbing hitched for a moment. Then, she looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. “But you have work tomorrow too. You need to rest…”
“It’s okay. I definitely have more energy than you do.”

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