“He needs to learn not to run to you for every little thing,” she replied before hanging up again.
Daniel had heard everything. He grabbed his keys immediately. “We’re going.”
The drive felt endless. My mind raced through possibilities I didn’t want to imagine. What could have happened in less than two days to make him so desperate?
When we arrived, the property was unusually still. No laughter, no children outside. The house felt imposing.
She opened the door with a frown. “Why are you here?”
“For Caleb,” I said, walking past her.
Upstairs, I heard quiet sniffling. At the end of the hallway, I found him curled on a bed, clutching his fox tightly. His eyes were swollen from crying.
The moment he saw me, he ran into my arms.
“Take me home,” he whispered.
I held him close, feeling his small body tremble.
