Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"I just hope we hear something this time."

Over the years, Mrs. Zimmerman's health had steadily declined. Now, her face looked more drawn and frail than ever.

Vince's heart ached for her. "Mom, we'll find my little sister. I promise."

He didn't dare let himself hope too much, but it was all he could do to comfort her.

Ever since his sister went missing, their mother's health had only gotten worse. There had been several times when the doctors warned them she might not make it through the night.

But she clung to that one obsession in her heart. Again and again, she'd pulled through against the odds, yet her body grew weaker with each ordeal. Now, she was truly at her limit.

Vince could only say these words, wishing his mother would hold on just a little longer.

Knowing he had just arrived, Mrs. Zimmerman didn't keep Vince for long. She sent him off to get some rest.

Vince had barely laid down when his phone buzzed. It was Timothy calling.

"Did you see her yet?"

Vince groaned. "You're relentless. I just got here, finally took a shower, and I'm trying to get over the jet lag. Can't you let me sleep first? I'm exhausted."

Beep. Beep. Beep.

already

at his phone, a small smile tugging at

right. Now you're worried-about

Timothy couldn't get to the office, he'd been handling business from

That's when Ines called.

Timothy took Jessica away last time,

so she called Timothy instead. She also wanted

Timothy picked up.

as perfect as she'd once thought, so she chose

calling Jessy, but she didn't answer.

out of the country,"

own mess, and he didn't really

you agreed to let

was to coordinate with Mr. Smith so Jessy

broken leg, Timothy was stuck in place; he figured he'd revisit the issue once he could get around again.

work

her go on this

Last time she mentioned... divorce..." Ines's voice was

I never even considered it. Things have been messy at home, and we've been at odds, but I'll talk to her. Ines, don't have to