Alone In The Park
I sat quietly on a park bench, struggling to make sense of it all. Why would Mom do this? The more I tried to untangle my thoughts, the deeper my confusion grew. Luna wasn’t just a cat—she was my responsibility, my companion, my friend. Did any of that even matter to Linda? I watched strangers stroll by, wishing I could rewind time and erase yesterday. But Luna was still out there somewhere, and I wasn’t about to give up. I would find her, no matter what it took.
Alone In The Park
Mark Brings Moral Support
Mark arrived, waving a bag of chips like a flag of triumph. “I knew you’d need these,” he said with a grin. Just having him there made me feel a little lighter. “Thanks, man,” I replied, forcing a small smile. He dropped down beside me, casually crunching on a chip. “Don’t worry, Alex. We’ll find her.” That was the thing about Mark—he had a knack for cutting through the darkness. Even when everything felt hopeless, he always knew how to bring a spark of optimism.
Mark Brings Moral Support
