The Face on the Milk Carton

Chapter 2

"Caroline! Andrea! Let's go girls you're gonna be late" Carrie yelled for her daughters upstairs.

"Coming mom!" Caroline yelled back. She was 13 going on 30 with that attitude, but she's her mothers child for sure! But Andrea, on the other hand, was the tomboy. She is the only girl on her hockey team, which is pretty brave for a 10 year old! They both came tuning down the stairs dressed and ready for the day.

Both girls were spitting images of their mother, with enchanting hazel eyes and long light brown hair just as their father. The family sat around the kitchen table, chatting about the activities going on that day.

Carrie, who was now 47 and still the raining CMA Female Vocalist of the Year, and Mike, now 50 and a budding entrepreneur, smiled as they listened their children ramble on. Mike glanced over at the picture on the wall of his little boy, the very picture he stares at every morning before he goes off to work.

Their oldest son was abducted from a park almost 14 years ago. The anniversary of his disappearance is coming up soon, reminding Mike of the worst day of his life. A small tear escaped his eye as he remembered the day his little Isaiah slipped from his grip...

"Izzy, stay right where daddy can see you" Mike said as he sat down on a bench at the park. Isaiah ran off to play with the other kids, his father right there keeping a close eye.

Caroline had been born 3 weeks earlier, and little Isaiah was not making things easier for the new parents. So Mike decided to take him to let some energy out.

As an hour flew bye, Mike stood up to answer a phone call, turning his back to the playscape. Just as he turned away, Delaney Graves ran in and grabbed the little boy distracting him with a toy. There weren't any parents close enough to notice the crime in motion.

"Isaiah, time to go home buddy" Mike said as he searched for his son. He spent only a few minutes searching when he realized something wasn't right.

Panic struck Mike when he discovered Isaiah wasn't in the jungle gym. "Isaiah!" he shouted as he ran all over the park.

Mike called his wife sobbing uncontrollably, "Carrie, he's gone! I looked down for a second and he's gone"

"What!!" she yelled almost falling on the floor. Luckily Ivey was visiting and could stay to watch the baby. Carrie drove as fast as she could to get to her husband. She finally met up with him and just sobbed into his chest, "how could someone take our monkey from us?"

Mike tore through the park with Carrie trailing behind him asking everyone if they saw his son, but know one had seen him. Little did he know that the woman who took Isaiah snuck in so fast, know one would have even noticed.

Months flew bye and the Fishers never slowed down their search. Missing signs were placed all over Nashville as well as daily searches in every corner of the city and still no luck.

Mike blamed himself every day, he knew he should have stayed on top of Isaiah, but there was no way he could have known there was an evil person out there willing to tear his life apart.

There was no doubt in Carries mind that Mike loved Isaiah. She knew that he would never have put their baby boy in an unsafe situation. She loved her husband so much, and she never blamed him.

And now 13 years later, Mike has never forgotten that day or his little boy. He keeps a small picture of him in his wallet to keep him close.

But little did the Fishers know, their sweet Isaiah was living just 3 streets away, with a totally different name and life...