“Honey, please sit down, you need to calm down. You have been pacing ever since I got home,” Nora said.
It had been a long nerve-wracking day for Bob. He had spent most of his day pacing up and down in exasperation from one end of the living room to the other. His eyes had hardly left the screen of his cellphone. He had hoped the kidnapper of his daughter would call him and make another arrangement about the ransom. But there was no call.
“How can I calm down when I don’t know how my daughter is doing! Right now I don’t even know if my daughter is alive or not,” Bob raged.
“Dad, let’s not think of the worst yet. Let’s remain hopeful,” Bianca advised. “I am sure Emily is fine.”
Relaxing his face, Bob walked to his sofa and made himself comfortable. “Yeah, you are right. We have to rema
