Emily’s Point of View.
My mind was still in torment, each moment that passed where my daughter was unfound was like a crushing blow to my very sanity. Sam was still sat next to me, telling me how the information I had would help them find Molly. I did not dare believe it would, I desperately tried to find comfort in his words, but could not, nothing now would comfort me other than having Molly home.
I knew that as each hour passed the outlook became even bleaker, the perfect resolution slipping further away from my grasp. My own Mother sat beside Lou and they were chatting about nothing much, it was just the ramblings of two ladies who did not know what to say, so talking about nothing was for them better than dealing with silence, I preferred the silence, the insane chatter was s
