JAMIE "Mom-Mom!"I called out as I walked through her hallway towards the kitchen. I heard nothing back. Usually, I would hear the clattering of plates as she put them away in the cupboard or her singing along with the radio so loud she wouldn't hear me. Where is she? I walked into the kitchen and no one was in sight, which was very unusual for the Harris household. I walked further towards the kitchen island and pulled out my phone to call her. My Mom's car is parked out front, she wouldn't usually go out without her car because her knees get sore if she walks a long distance. She wouldn't be with my father, he's in work at this hour. Her phone rang aloud and the tiny hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I instantly had a bad feeling, you know when you can just sense that something
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