CNU-At my mother’s Sunday dinner, my sister offered to take my five-year-old daugh…

” I said, holding her tighter. “You did everything right. I’m here.”

The Target employee crouched beside us. Her name tag read Patricia.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” she said softly. “I called the police about twenty minutes ago. I tried calling the number your sister left, but it wasn’t real.”

I looked up.

“What?”

Patricia’s face tightened with anger she continue reading …