The police officer asked questions, took notes and finally told me, “Sometimes teenagers leave for a couple of days. Discussions with parents, that kind of thing.”
“Daniel is not like that,” I replied. “Daniel is kind and sensitive. He’s the kind of guy who apologizes when someone hits him.”
The officer gave me a sympathetic smile. “We will present a report, ma’am.” But I could tell that I thought I was another panicked mother who didn’t know her own son. I never could have imagined how right he was.
The next morning, I went to Daniel’s school.
The director was kind. It allowed me to see the security footage from the cameras covering the main entrance.
I sat in a small office and watched the video from the previous afternoon.
