A Frantic Search
Distraught, the mom scrambled through the bedroom. She grabbed any cushions or blankets and chucked them to the side. Could Evelyn have climbed out of the crib and crawled away?
She might not be in the room, but she couldn’t have just disappeared. Rushing out of the bedroom, Abby scanned the hall, trying to think where to search next.
But suddenly, something sinister occurred to her.