last several hours. It felt so unreal, like a horrible dream she was having trouble waking from.
After pulling the blankets up around her, she stared up at the ceiling fan spinning above, afraid to let her eyes close. It would be impossible for her to see anything that could help find Kim if she didn't, but she was afraid. If anything bad had happened, or was going to happen, she would inevitably see it. It was more than she would be able to handle.
Rilynne held her eyes open for as long as she could. After close to an hour, she couldn't do it anymore and she drifted into a deep sleep.
The breeze flowing through the trees warmed her as it passed. Her bare feet crunched the leaves that littered the ground with every step she took. She liked the way it felt, even with the occasional jab from a fallen twig. She didn't want to leave.
She was late, though. Rilynne couldn't imagine what she could possibly be late for, but she could feel it deep within her. As much as she wanted to continue enjoying the day, she knew what would happen if she didn't get back, and it frightened her.
She ran, not caring that the rocks scattered along the path were digging into her feet. Anticipation and dread both built within her as she approached the tree line ahead. She was almost there.
When she stepped out of the trees, her feet sank down into the hot sand. It burned, but she didn't mind. As she walked out onto the sunny beach, all of the ill feelings she had been almost consumed by disappeared. This was her favorite spot in the world. Nothing could bother her here.
“Auntie Rye, Auntie Rye!”
The little voice warmed her deep within, even more than the bright sun above.
She spun around so fast that she nearly lost her balance. She didn't have time to steady herself before the bouncing child jumped on her. They both tumbled to the ground, laughing as they hit the soft sand.
“I missed you, Auntie Rye. Can I wear my pretty dress now? I really want to wear it so I watch you marry Uncle Ben,” she said, lying on top of Rilynne. “You told me I could. Can I?”
“Of course you can,” Rilynne said. She wrapped her arms around Kim and held her tight. “We just need to find you first.”
“I'm here with you silly,” Kim giggled. “Can't you see me?”
Rilynne sighed and sat up. Kim scooted off of her and onto the sand. She was just as happy as she always was, playing with the sand beneath her. Rilynne couldn't take her eyes off of her. The smiling child didn't have any of the fear or worry that everyone else did.
“Can you help me with something, jellybean?” Rilynne asked after several minutes. Kim nodded without looking up at her. Her attention was focused on the small crab walking between them. “When we were at the big party last night, a man came and took you. Can you tell me who the man is or maybe where he's keeping you?”
Kim shrugged and poked the crab with her chubby little finger.
“Your mommy talked to you about strangers and what to do if someone ever tries to take you away from her,” she continued. “Do you remember that?”
Her head bounced up and down. “I did just what she told me to. I kicked him and bit his hand and scratched him with my fingers. It didn't hurt him, though. He said he knew I was just scared and he wasn't mad at me. Then he gave me ice cream to show me I wasn't in trouble. It was my favorite, strawberry with sprinkles.”
“That's great, honey.” Rilynne had to struggle to keep her frustration from sounding in her voice. “Do you remember anything about where you went after the party? Did you see what kind of car he was driving?”
“This is a really pretty crab,” Kim said. Her focus was waning. “Do you think my mommy will let me keep it? I really want to.”
Before she could answer, something in the distance caught Kim's eye. When Rilynne turned to see what it was, Kim jumped