#Chapter 68 Where is she?

Malcom “What do you mean you don’t know where Patara is?” I asked Sherry. It had been raining for days and Patara hadn’t returned any of my calls since I saw her last and told her about the baby. I called her more times than I wanted to admit—but still she didn’t answer. After a dozen or so tries, I finally decided to knock on her door and see what happened. “I don’t know where she is. She left days ago.” Her mother said with a lightness to her tone. She shrugged it off as if it didn’t matter. It was so different from the way she acted when Patara was first taken. When she had tears in her eyes and cried about never seeing her daughter again. Or did she cry because she was afraid of how it might look to the outside world? To this day, I couldn’t tell but I had a good guess. “Is she a missing persons—“ “No, no. Don’t start with any of that. I don’t want this out in the news, she just left.” Sherry said. She glanced out around me as