Samantha felt herself teetering on the edge of panic, her mind racing in frantic circles. It was like standing on a crumbling ledge, every moment tilting her closer to collapse. But she couldn’t lose it. Not now. If she gave up hope, Juniper’s last chance would disappear with it.
Gripping her phone, Samantha posted again: “Organizing a search party. Meeting at my house. Anyone willing to help, please come.” The words blurred as she typed them, but she hit “Post” anyway. If she was going to find Juniper, she needed every ounce of help she could gather.