29 | Carson

A million thoughts ran through my head on the drive to the hospital.

Foremost of them was the thought that I was doing the wrong thing.

I mean, what exactly was I doing? I had no plan, no idea what I was going to say to this woman I had never met that would convince her to give me the whereabouts of her daughter, no backup. Nothing.

Even if by some miracle this encounter did pan out and I did find out where Alex went, then what? Do I just show up? And say what?

After that last night I had a feeling she would not appreciate my unexpected presence in her life. She was probably moving on and healing right this minute.

A lump of despair and pain settled in my stomach.

Gripping the steering, I tried to reign in my rapidly spiraling thoughts.

One thing at a time, Carson. One thing at a time.

First I needed to find her. After I made sure she was safe and sound and not in any sort of danger I would then figure out how to approach her and fix whatever I broke.

With something that resembled a p