In My Desperate Time

Right after Penelope disappears, Mom calls the police.

Because it is a disappearance of an infant, she doesn't have to wait for 24 hours to report it.

I also look anxiously at Frank, waiting for his reply.

No matter what the news is, it is better than nothing.

Frank shakes his head and sighs, "No news from the police. They said that they would keep tracking the case. If there's any news, they will call us."

No news.

I slump in my chair, dejected and worried sick. My eyes are empty as I look ahead.

Penelope has been missing for almost 24 hours, and we hear nothing of her.

I don't even know if she is taken away by a child trafficker, or someone with some ulterior motive.

Regardless of who it is, Penelope is in danger now.

Or to put it more negatively, I don't know if she's alive.

What should I do?

What in the world should I do?

but I understand that tears are the most useless thing

won't be so many troubles

long I sit in the chair. My mind doesn't stop wandering until my mother

be exhausted after the long flight. Have a good

go back to

already feels guilty. My misery will add to the guilt in

the bed, I can't keep my eyes

How can I sleep?

them, Penelope's

I fail to protect such a

myself

little. Besides suffering from the illness, she is faced with

the hell are

blanket, crying

want a warm embrace and someone

Frances, so

really don't

day after that, I live my life

I'm so overwrought, but

...

eat or sleep and I run to the police station every day. All I want is news bout Penelope, even

is disappointment again and again, leaving me

has become a taboo subject in my family. As long as my family