My Kinda Christmas

The waiting game....

Reba picked up Shelby's drivers license , once she found it on the floor. Reba had as much pictures and notes about Shelby she could , what he was wearing , his height , hair color. Reba got out of her truck and walked into the police station. Reba walked up to the girl at the desk " may I speak to a police officer please.

" Take a seat and , someone will be right with you" , Reba sat down in the waiting room with tears running down her eyes. Reba was looking at  photos of Shelby , she started to check his facebook , twitter anything that could give her hope , that he was okay that he was somewhere safe.

When Reba couldn't find anything to show he was okay , she started to panic , but she somehow managed to stay calm and walked up to the desk again. " I've been waiting for an hour now do you , know when someone will be with me " , the girl at the desk looked annoyed , the girl looked down at her glasses at Reba " Do you think I care or know". 

Reba sat down and looked at her phone , waiting for a police officer to speak with her. Another hour later a police officer walked out from the door , near the girl at the desk. Reba walked up to him quick , the police put his hand on his gun and pulled it out.