When my daughter suddenly pitched to leave my grandson behind for a while, I found it strange. What I later discovered in the child’s bag left my heart racing out of concern. Would my daughter ever return to get her son? Was she even alive? Read on to find out more!
Jane’s arrival that Saturday was unexpected but not unusual. My daughter had always been spontaneous. This time she showed up at my door with Tommy in tow, her face lit up with a weary smile that only a mother could recognize. But, something was different.
A woman holds her child’s hand with his bag behind them | Source: Midjourney
Jane didn’t have the usual pep in her step, and the little lines of worry around her eyes seemed deeper, more pronounced.
“Mom, I need a favor,” she said as soon as she stepped inside, setting Tommy down. He immediately ran off to the living room, where his favorite toys waited, completely oblivious to the tension in the air.
“Of course, sweetheart. What do you need?” I asked, trying to catch her eye. But my daughter was already moving to the hallway, where she left a large blue suitcase.
