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.”

her worried expression, Rosalynn refrained from asking

phone began to

quickly pulled out her phone,

brow creased, suspecting it was

wasn’t in the habit of

voice carried

“Who’s this?”

voice

stunned. “Sheldon!

voice grew louder in her

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

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