Olivia’s POV
I got home, and rushed into the house, running past Mrs Audrey like she wasn’t even there
“Olivia what’s wrong?” Mrs Audrey jumped in surprise as I barged through the door
“Where is Zara?”
“She’s at school, what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at your mother’s funeral?” She called after me as I ran around the house opening every door, and peering in each room frantically looking for my daughter, I walked back to the kitchen and looked at her dead in the eye
“Did anyone come here asking questions?”
“What kind of questions?”
“About me, or Zara?”
“No, Olivia, what is going on?”
“I’m sorry Mrs Audrey, but I can’t explain right now”, I took my bag and raced to the car, I got to her school and demanded to see her
After ten minutes of anxiously waiting while I paced up
