It’s Not Ours
The husband walked out of the bedroom and then noticed a kid walk by him in the hallway, “Who are you?” The kid didn’t answer him and kept walking. The husband was in utter confusion and wondered where the kid came from, and wondered whether that was his kid. He walked out to the kitchen area and saw his wife and asked her, “Babe, I saw a kid walk down our hallway. Who is that?” The wife who was wiping down the counter stopped and looked at the husband blankly and said, “That’s not our kid.” The husband looks at her questioningly, “who’s kid is it then?” The wife ignored her husband and walked out of the kitchen and nervously looked back at him.
The following day the husband saw the kid watching television while his wife was in the kitchen prepping lunch for all of them, and the husband still does not know who the kid was had unanswered questions. So, he decided to go to his wife once again and asked her “Okay babe, it’s been a day, and I still don’t know who that kid is. Who is that kid? Where did the kid come from?” The wife who was putting together a sandwich nonchalantly replied, “That’s not our kid.” The husband looked at her incredulously with more questions than before, especially about how his wife is being cryptic to him. What was she hiding from him? Who is that kid? Could she have possibly kidnapped a kid?
When the husband woke up the next morning his wife was already awake, so he went downstairs to check up on her and that kid who was still a mystery to him except his wife was not in the kitchen. His wife would usually still be making breakfast, so he checked the laundry room, and she was not there. Where could she have been? The husband checked all the rooms, checked any missed voicemails and text messages, went to the backyard to see whether she was with the kid… she was missing. The kid was not in the house either. Did someone kidnap his wife?
The husband went back into his room and started pacing back and forth as panic consumed all over him. He didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t call the police since it hadn’t been more than twenty-four hours of her missing. So, he tried calling his wife’s phone to see if she would pick up—It went straight to voicemail. Where could she have gone? The husband went to the closet to see if any of her things were missing, and he found that all her clothes were gone. She wasn’t missing. She left him. He went to where the room the kid was staying in and checked the closet—Clothes all gone too. His wife took the kid with her. Why did she leave? And why with the kid?
He went back downstairs to check if he had missed any note that she may have left behind for him. No note on the kitchen counter, and when he went to his office, he found a small piece of paper lying on the study table. The note his wife wrote was ‘I will miss you and I will always love you’ and that was all the message the husband read; He checked if there were any more on the other side of the paper. Nothing. The husband was concerned based off the note that sounded as if she was in danger. What is going on? The husband was not confused anymore, but he was frustrated that his wife never gave an explanation on anything. Who was the kid? Why did she leave? Was it someone else’s kid? WHAT HAPPENED?
The husband sat down on the chair behind the desk and was processing everything that had happened to him. Though, as he was there, he noticed across the room on the shelf there was a piece of paper sticking out from one of the books. He went to the shelf and saw it was one of his books about various countries and cities, so he opened it up to where the paper was sticking out and saw it was marked on London. There were a few post-it notes on the page too—conversion from American dollars to pounds, cost of living there, the weather it may be like over there, and it looked like there was an address. The husband searched for the address, it wasn’t showing on the search and as he lifted the book a couple of post-it notes fell out, he noticed that the same address was written on several of them. Why would his wife leave behind something that he would eventually find? Did she want him to search for her? The husband tried to search up the address again in various ways with the post-its that fell out, and after several tries there were still no results coming up. He checked his history browser to check whether his wife may have used his computer—Nothing. He had an idea.
The husband was friends with a cop who could help him find out where this location leads to. He called up his friend and told him everything he knew so far, and his friend agreed to help him because if it was his wife he would want to know where she went too. As he was waiting to hear back from his friend, he went through the travel book and looked at the pictures in there to see if he could find anything. And as he flipped through the pages, he realized there was a bookmark inserted in between a section, he turned to it and there was a picture of a kid. It was the same kid that was in their house except when he flipped the picture it dated back to 1945. His phone rang and his friend said they ran the address and it showed a location though the location was at a place where an old building was burnt down.
