Lost

Author: gloria  //  Category: Steampunk

My son, Chad, called me tonight about 9:15, worried because he hadn’t seen my daughter, Audrey, all day. She is usually home in the afternoon. They both go to college and rent an apartment about a block from school. He couldn’t get her on her cell phone, and neither could I.

I started calling her friends. Then a few minutes later, my son called back because she had just walked in. She had been at the library all this time.

Whew, I’m glad. I mean, I was just watching NCIS and all sorts of horrible scenarios were going through my head! I’ve got to tell her that she must leave a note, or at least have her cell on vibrate, or call to say where she is. Never know these days what might happen, and it’s nice to have people who care! :)