Mrs Emerson Michaels

The Run Off, The equal responsibility

"Excuse me, have you seen my daughter?!" Emerson asked through the store. Pressing her way to each person, like it's some side quest to journey to her own missing child.

'N-no I haven't, I'm sorry.'

'A girl with a purple shirt and jean pants? No ma'am.'

'No, haven't seen any child around that with that description.'

Were the responses from those she asked around the store?

'EMERSON'
Everything in me was holding back from screaming this girl's name. That little girl was getting it!

I went to the front to see if the intercom would help me. Hopefully, she will know her way to the front office, and I'll meet Millie that way.

My legs went fast just as I thought, I'd have to make a scene, I caught a glance at a purple v neck ruffle shirt.

At first I think it's her as I approached, tapping the girl with similar hair, back completely turned toward me.

"Millie do you have any idea how much-!"

"Uh what miss?" the girl I tap on the shoulder turns, it's not her as she looks confused.

It's awkward as I let out a soft chuckle. "Oh sorry sweetheart, thought you were my daughter for a minute."

The girl nods and quickly goes off toward her folks. I sighed

Where the hell was this girl?!

I continued on looking my way as I went to the front to report my missing child.

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'MILLIE'

Even as we looked and looked neither me nor Jessie, whose name I learned, was the guy who offered to help me find Emerson. He'd help me back ,where the clothing section was ,where I said I was with her but as I looked there was no sign of her. And she definitely knew I was missing.

I don't panic though as most kids probably would, I'm just confused where she currently is.

"Okay...so you don't see them anywhere?" Jessie said while continuing looking for the details of Emerson I described.

I shook my head, a sigh leaving my lips, as if it was just me looking for an adult that just left me on by accident.

"Well I can take you to the front? Maybe see if ya folk there."

"You don't have to keep helping me, you can go back to-" I start to tell him, he doesn't need to help a stranger he just met, but quickly stops as he raises a shushing motion.

"Now I ain't about to let you go about on ya own. I promised to help ya find ya folk, and I stand on it. Now let's go."

He began dragging me by the wrist, and beckoned me along. My eyes widened in shock. He was really serious about helping me.

I couldn't help but feel a tiny bit like a younger sister being led by her big brother. My thoughts run as we walk. He really wasn't leaving until he knew I was safe.

I looked at no one as he guided me toward, the direction of the front of the store.

Suddenly the intercom sounds in the store, making me startled.

'Excuse me, intercom, if any one spots a thirteen year old child with a purple ruffle shirt and blue dark jeans, please guide them to the store office.'

"Sounds like ya folk calling for you,aya?"

He said teasingly as he led me to the stairs. After that he waved. And was gone.