The McCurry's

Anna sat on the edge of her bed, her cellphone pressed to her ear as she spoke to her mother, Mrs. McCurry. She had been worried about her parents ever since their house had burned down, and Stephen had taken them to a new place.

She had not been able to communicate with them aside from the day of their arrival, she had been unable to reach them and whenever she asked Stephen, he assured her that they were fine. It was almost two weeks now and she could finally get through to them.

"Mom, how are you and dad being treated there?" Anna asked with concern, her brows furrowed.

Mrs. McCurry's voice came through the phone, sounding relieved. "Anna, we're being treated like royalty here," she said. "Stephen has been so kind to us, and the people here are really friendly."

Anna couldn't help but roll her eyes playfully, even though her mother couldn't see her. "So, you're too busy enjoying your queen's treatment to even bother asking about your own daughter, huh?" she teased, trying to hide h