Home Improvement

Chapter 25: Where is our Son?

"Mark, come on down, dinner is ready?" Jill called.

No one answered.

"Mark, come down buddy, your fries are getting cold," Tim called out.

"Randy, go up and get him," Jill ordered.

Randy got up obediently and went upstairs. It seemed dark and quiet. There was no one there. If he knew Mark, he'd be on the computer. He went inside their room. He wasn't there. He checked in the bathrooms. He wasn't there. He checked in the Master Bedroom. He wasn't there. "Mark," he called. "Are you here?"

No one answered.

Randy went back down to the kitchen and said, "Can't find him! He's gone!"

"Alright, I'm getting worried," Jill said. She grabbed the phone and dialed. "Hello, Mr. Kauler? Is my son Mark over at your place with Ken? Oh… I can't find him. He's gone. Do you have any idea… you don't? Alright, thanks. Bye."

"He's not at Ken's place," Jill said, hanging up the phone.

"We'll call the police," Randy suggested.

Jill took the phone again and dialed 911. "Hello, police? Our son, Mark Taylor, is missing. I think two of your officers rescued him last month. WHAT? WHY? Yes, I will be right there!"

Jill banged the phone on the receiver and said, "Mark is at the station."