That night, I couldn't sleep. I was too concerned about my sweet daughter.
"Nick?" I asked quietly, to see if he was awake. No response. I rolled over and tried to forget the pain Sam could be going through. My eyes teared up as I thought about the letter. I should've been a better momI thought as the tears were running down my face. I had the feeling that I would never be able to see my beautiful daughter again. I usually trusted my gut, but this time I didn't want to. I stifled a sob. It's not fair I thought to myself. Why couldn't it have been me?
The alarm on my clock woke me up.
"The search!" I gasped. "Nick! Wake up! We need to look for Sam!" He groaned and rolled over to face me.
"What time is it?" he asked groggily. I looked at the clock.
"Umm...five o'clock," I responded sheepily. He sighed and got up.
"Should we get Ryan?"
"Yeah. I'll get him." I ran upstairs. "Ryan! Wake up! We're going to the Upside Down with the chief to look for Sam." He got up quickly.
"Let's go!" he said, excited.
"I'll call him," I responded. I went back downstairs and called the chief.
"Hello?"
"Yes. This is Angie, Nick's wife. I believe he called you last night?"
"Yes, yes. Nick. So are you calling because you want to leave now? To look for Sam?"
"Yes. Please, chief. You are our only hope!"
He sighed. "Fine. Get your family and let's go."