âWhatâs wrong?â Abel tilted his head to her.
âI seem to have seen this woman somewhere but canât remember it.â
âItâs only a vague silhouette, not very recognizable.â
âWell, we can only use it.â
They went to the supermarket and parked the car in the parking lot.
Abel and Emmeline walked to the nearby community. At this time, many elders did exercises in the community garden.
Emmeline grabbed a woman and asked her with the video, âMadam, did you see this woman with this little boy this afternoon?â
The woman shook her head âThank you!â
Emmeline moved on to the next person./
The woman stopped Emmeline. âHey, Miss! You add me to WhatsApp and send me the video. Iâll send it to the group to ask others.â
âThank you so much!â Emmeline hurriedly added the woman to WhatsApp and sent her the video.
The woman posted the video to the community group and asked if anyone knew about Kendra in the video After a while, the group spoke up, but most said Kendra was not in this community.
The woman said, âIt seems sheâs not from our community. You can go ask in the next community.â
âOkay, thank you!â
Abel had also asked several men, and the news he got was consistent with Emmelineâs. So they went to the next community.
It was 10.00 pm. Timothy had dinner with Kendra.
Although dinner was only a plate of pasta, Timothy was full. The baby also had enough cereal and fell asleep in the crib.
Kendra sat beside Timothy and asked him something.
Ella had not returned, and Timothy was willing to talk to Kendra.
Timothy would not want to talk if he saw Ellaâs gloomy face.
Kendra asked Timothy gently and patiently, âHave you figured it out? Should we call your father or mother?â
Timothy replied, âI figured it out. I want to call Mommy.â
âDo you know your motherâs number?â
That was when Timothy realized he did not have the phone with him. His phone was in the backpack but was in Abelâs car.
Timothy opened his mouth at a loss.
Kendra asked, âWhatâs wrong? Canât remember your motherâs phone number?â
Timothy nodded. âBecause I never called Mommy. I wrote down her number from Daddyâs phone.â
âThen we have to call your father. Theyâll be anxious if they canât find you.â
âBut Daddy just came back from abroad. I havenât seen him before. I kept his phone number but never called it, let alone remember it.â
âThatâs too bad. Which number can you remember?â
Timothy thought about it. He could remember the phone number of Levan Mansion. But he did not want to go back to Levan Mansion. All he wanted was Emmeline.
So Timothy shook his head again.
âWhat should we do?â Kendra had no idea.
Timothy said, âIf convenient, you can take me to Mommyâs cafe tomorrow. Itâs on Gold Street in Chalvador.â
âGold Street in Chalvador? Itâs a long way from here.â
âWe can take a taxi there. When we get to the cafe, Iâll ask Mommy to pay.â
âItâs not about the money. I have to work part-time tomorrow morning. I can only take you there afternoon. Do you think itâs okay?â
Timothy nodded. âThatâs fine. Thank you, Auntie.â
âYouâre welcome.â Kendraâs eyes turned red. âhope all kids are treated with tenderness, unlike my daughter. Her father and grandma donât like her.â
Timothy was stunned, then asked, âWhy? Sheâs cute.â