I Found My Missing Daughter’s Backpack Hidden in My Younger Child’s Closet—What Was Inside Left Me Shaking

But Greta wasn’t with them.

“Where’s your sister?” I asked.

The girls looked around.

Sophie’s smile faded.

“She was here earlier.”

My stomach tightened.

“What do you mean earlier?”

Mia pointed toward the food stands.

“She said she needed to check something and would come right back.”

She never did.

For hours, we searched.

Teachers searched.

Parents searched.

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