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I kept reement with my father I checked in with him every hour until I pulled into the driveway He said he was going to stay out and keep looking

Myinto my room

“Has anyone called?” she asked

“No” I had plugged my phone in next to the bed I was down to ten percent of my battery

I looked at her Her hair was pulled back in a clip She wore the pearl earrings my father had helped Garrett andthem out The three of us were excited to surprise her with soant

But now they seemed dull and faded Maybe because she rubbed theer to one now

“I can try the police again See if anything has come up”

“Mo”

“So Someone has to convince them Garrett needs help”

He did need help, but not police intervention He needed people to keep him accountable A mother and father ere a tea creative person he was A sister he could count on

“We’re doing it, Mo we can Garrett doesn’t want us to find him”

“Why would you say that?”

“Because he hasn’t called”

She chewed the side of her fingernail “You think that’s a good sign?”

“I don’t really knohat to think, other than we need to know he’s ok”