An Amber Alert

Come away, O human child

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand

For the world’s more full of weeping than you can



WB Yeats


I heard running…a door open…a door slam; slam so hard my small wooden home shook.

I waited…silence…an eerie deathly silence.

I walked towards the entrance. She was on the floor, knees up, arms holding them tight, head sunk to her chest. Quiet sobs escaping her hunched frame.

‘Lilly.’ I sat close, our bodies touching. Her trembling inner self merged with mine. She calmed. I took her hand.

Her words spewed forth like a giant thundering waterfall. They splashed, they sprayed, they shattered against unseen rocks.

My heart filled with a mother’s rage.

She remembered the registration.

I called the police.

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