Goodbye, Mr. Regret

Chapter 10

"Sir, I've tried messaging Mrs. Lawson but she hasn't replied. I called her phone- she's getting the calls, but no one's picking up. She's been missing for 24 hours now. Should I call the police?"

Mabel's voice trembled with concern.

She still hadn't come home...

"Mr. Lawson, the meeting's about to start," Secretary Allen reminded him quietly from the side.

Timothy barely looked up as he replied into the phone, "She's only been gone a day. No need to make a fuss."

"Sir, I'm not overreacting. It's just that Mrs. Lawson has never been away from home for this long before."

Standing, Timothy gathered his meeting files with one hand, his tone casual. "Henry is home. Where else could she possibly go? She'll be back soon enough."

With that, Timothy hung up the phone.

"Sir-"

The call ended abruptly, leaving Mabel staring helplessly at her phone, the dial tone echoing her worry.

At noon, Sheila had lunch delivered from The Silverthread Eatery, making a special trip to drop it off at Henry's school.

guard informed Henry's teacher, saying his mother was here to bring him

had come, Henry's

sprinted out

him if the guard saw his mother and realized she couldn't speak, word would

for his mom's homemade

mom had a voice as gentle as Miss Sheila's how wonderful that

to head

then, the guard spotted him and opened the gate, letting Sheila

Lawson; the staff

through the gates and

bright, warm smile, approaching with

her familiar voice, Henry looked up. He was about to call out "Miss Sheila," but hesitated he didn't want anyone to overhear. So many

her side, whispering, "Miss Sheila,

to cook this morning. I felt bad, so I ordered lunch

his

"Miss

she replied with

"Why not?"

a comic convention there, and after that, I'll be heading back home. I only came back early this time to see you and your dad