Found B

The caller was a detective. His words were that our baby was found alive and well. He said to meet him as soon as possible. Wishing each tree and house we drove past would be the last. Yearning to get there faster. Heart beating. I could think of nothing but smothering my beautiful baby with kisses forever. Each red traffic light seemed to make us wait so long. Then the green light only allowed the car to travel in slow motion. Fearful thoughts of the abductor of our boy, kept flashing into my mind. Racing to the house of the address we were given, a uniformed policewoman held him out for us to take him. My scream could be heard for miles, as I collapsed to the floor. That’s not our baby boy.