FALLING FOR MY DAD'S BEST FRIEND
Then I dial Sean’s number, putting my phone on speaker.
He picks up on the first ring. “Ava? Did you find him?”
“Yeah, I’m at the park by the river. Aaron’s bike is here, but I can’t find him anywhere. I’m gonna keep looking. Can you meet me here?”
“On my way. Stay safe.”
I end the call and resume my search, determined to find Aaron.
I keep my eyes peeled as I continue my search, moving cautiously through the park. The moonlight barely reaches some of the darker corners, making it hard to see. I focus on the shadows, hoping to catch a glimpse of Aaron or hear a sound that could lead me to him.