It poured heavily all through the night, but despite the cold, Mrs. Camfrey couldn't sleep. She kept going out to check on her children. Mark had returned much later in the night, but there was no sign of Lina. The longer she stayed outside, the more frightened Mrs. Camfrey felt. She couldn't help but think the worst. The night was painful, and it did not settle matters within her when the house phone rang, only for her to answer and hear Mrs. Cain.“Lina... Lina,” she called desperately into the phone. Mrs. Camfrey stood frozen for a second before recovering herself. “She isn't home. I don't know where else to look for her,” she half-cried. She could hear the big sigh of Mrs. Cain and whoever she was with.“Lina is not fine. Something has happened to her,” Mrs. Cain said, and Mrs. Camfrey couldn't deny it. She, too, was her mother, and she could feel a shift within her. The phone died, and both parties turned to their phones, making even more calls. Not knowing who else to call, Mrs.
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