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?

understand that

crying helps, there won't be so many troubles

long I sit in the chair. My

some sleep. You must be exhausted after the long flight. Have a good

go

already feels guilty. My misery will add to the

I can't keep my eyes

How can I sleep?

I close them, Penelope's cute appearance

fail to protect such

questioning myself as

suffering from the illness, she is faced with

the hell

blanket, crying

a warm embrace and

Frances, so I can only hold

really don't

I live

Penelope now? I'm so overwrought, but I can't do anything about

...

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

what I get is disappointment again and again,

family. As long as my family talks about