I Couldn't contact my husband for several days. Then, my mother-in-law called me and told me something shocking.

 

I stopped for a moment, believing the message was a mean joke. This felt odd, even though Matthew liked jokes. My first thought was to call him, but unfortunately, he didn't answer and I got his voicemail.



I spoke with a shaky voice as I begged Matthew to call me back. I don't think this is funny.



After that, I got in touch with his mom. Hello, my name is Abbie. Where is Matthew right now?



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"Oh no, my dear," Claire said. Asking, "Is everything alright?"



For sure. Oh, I understand now. I thought he was just going for a walk.





I tried to call my good friend James, but I hung up the phone.





"No, Abbie, we still haven't heard from him," James said, showing understanding for my concerns.



Matthew didn't come.



Their constant asking, "Where is Dad?" Please provide the text you would like me to simplify.



The police officer shook his head strongly. I'm sorry, but adults can disappear whenever they want. We don't have many choices.



Feeling lonely and without control, I left the station.





Our previously comfortable suburban home now felt eerie and silent when I arrived. The children were all in the living room next to me.



"Hey, everyone, I have something really important to share with you," I said, my voice shaking. My dad is... He has left for a long time.



"Mom, why?" "My child said."



I said, "I'm not sure, my dear," as I hugged her. "But we need to be strong, okay?"



In the days that came after, there was a lot of crying and asking questions.





I could sense Matthew's presence everywhere in the house.