In My Desperate Time

“What happened? Speak slowly.”

I quickly sit up on the bed out of surprise.

My heart is beating hard too.

“Today when I got home after work, I found out that mom's not home and there are blood stains on the floor. I can't contact mom no matter how many times I called her, I have no other choice than contacting you. Frances is very resourceful, can you ask him to find mom? I'm really worried about mom.”

I'm so nervous, but I still have to console Frank.

“It's fine, don't worry. Maybe mom just happened to go outside and she didn't hear her phone ringing? As for the blood stains on the floor, she might have accidentally cut her hand when she's cutting some vegetables.”

These words can't even fool me, of course Frank doesn't believe it either.

“How could there be such coincidence in this world? Mom must be in trouble.”

Frank says that surely.

I feel something strange, why does he sound so resolute... Don't tell me that he's hiding something from me?

Is there anything you haven't told

ask him with a

same woman these two days that hangs around our house's door, and I think that's strange. Now when I think about

Woman? Who is it?

Is it Whitney?

someone who wants to do something to my family, I can only think

when I'm by Frances' side and she

mental illness recurs and she needs to recover are all lies! She's

and beautiful

she's beautiful, but she doesn't seem young...

30-40 years old?

Now I'm confused.

years old, then it's

else can it

case, don't worry... I'll let Frances help us to get mom's

up

around his waist, he walks towards me

“Jane, tonight...”