Aiden
San Francisco. The city my wife fled to, I had gotten that tip weeks ago. They had tracked the train and blah blah blah you don’t want to hear all that detail. What matters is how I insanely dropped everything to come for my wife. I was done playing it was time they came home.
The crazy reason that drove them off in the first was no longer a member of this world but another. There was no reason I was going to torture myself without my family.
As soon as I got here I tried doing it the old fashion way. That time you had to walk around town with a picture in hand asking people if they have seen them. I had no photo of them so I had to try my best and describe them. Red headed girls with babies where everywhere. She could be anyone and I still kept on.
I know, it’s safe to say grief cut out my intelligence source but just between you and me.