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... have a cent to my name. Not a coin. I'm finished.
And those police officers I called? Those 911 people?
God punish them.
How can they tell me to wait twenty-four hours before they can help me?
Is that how people are found in this country?
What if he's already in danger?
What if those hours are the only hours he has left?
Why should I wait? Why should any mother be told to wait?
I started pacing again. My legs were tired, but I could ...
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