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

pulled out her phone, only to see

suspecting it

the habit of ignoring

answered, her voice carried a hint of

“Who’s this?”

childlike voice responded

was stunned. “Sheldon! Where

louder in

the phone cheerfully said, “I’m helping

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