In A Panic
Brianna had gone back to wearing the green hoodie. She was rapidly attempting to tell Martha something, but she was talking way too fast for the hairdresser to comprehend.
“Honey, slow down,” she said as she took the girl’s hands. “Who and what?” Choking back sobs, Brianna replied, “My mom said… said… she saw…” Before she could finish, she collapsed in tears.
Panicking, Martha attempted to lift the young girl from the floor.