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[color=#dd61ff]”I had similar luck, you know, trying to reach my…um, my husband,”[/color] Emma added, subconsciously squeezing her son’s shoulder a bit. It hurt like hell to know that Thomas may have been caught up in whatever was going on outside. The timing couldn’t have been any worse too as their next discussion would have been setting up her moving back with Ty. 

“Mom, is dad okay?” Ty asked, sensing what was going on. He was old enough to put two and two together.

Looking down, Emma couldn’t find the words for a second. She didn’t bother smiling as there was absolutely no way she could have faked it. [color=#dd61ff]”I’m not sure, sweetie. I hope he’s okay…I mean, he can take care of himself.”[/color] The young woman attempted to be reassuring, and she hoped it would make Ty feel a little better because she wasn’t going to lie to him and say everything was okay. Emma was a realist, yet that uneasy feeling in the back of her throat led her to believe that something was wrong. Nonetheless, she needed to be strong, for both her husband and her son.

[color=#dd61ff]”I’m really not that sure where to go from here, but we should probably check on the other neighbors, maybe they know something or managed to get through to somebody. I don’t know, I’m just trying to think of our next move.”[/color] Emma then approached Allegra. [color=#dd61ff]”May I see your phone, please? I’d like to try my husband just one more time."[/color]