Veronica N. Lewis

Passed By

It was 7:30 p.m. on a Thursday night. Mom was usually home from work a couple hours ago, especially in winter. It is January after all. Dad tried calling her and so did I. She didn’t answer. Not a big deal. Every once in a while she does go to check on her friends. A little while later, dad got a call. Everything seems fine. Dad, my little brother, and I hang out and watch a movie.