Alaia
“We have nothing. Things have become complicated because we don’t have any family information for Alicia or the women. The neighborhood where the house is located doesn't have any cameras, and the workers are only giving us general information,” the man I hired to look for Alicia and the girls from the home said. “Please don't stop looking for them. If you know anything, call me immediately. It doesn't matter what time it is, my phone will be on.”
“We will,” he responded and hung up the call.
I bring the phone to my chin and observe the garden where my children are running. I'm worried about the conditions they might be in right now.
“Honey,” my mother said, arriving at my side.
“Mom,” I said as she hugged me around the waist.
“Still nothing?”
“We have no news.” I sighed.
“An
