Rosalynn was at the wheel, driving Tilda to the hospital.

Throughout the way, Tilda kept a nervous eye on the road ahead.

Catching a glimpse of Tilda’s worry, Rosalynn inquired, “How old is that boy?”

“Four years old,” Tilda answered, adjusting her glasses.

“Did you ask Elma to check with the hospital’s information desk?

Maybe the security staff there can help find him,” Rosalynn suggested.

Tilda said with a nod, “Yes, I did.”

Rosalynn refrained from asking further

phone began to

news about her child, she quickly pulled out

it

in the habit of ignoring calls,

her voice carried

“Who’s this?”

childlike voice

stunned. “Sheldon! Where

grew louder

voice on the phone cheerfully said, “I’m helping you

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