When sweet little seventeen year old Bailey Jane Thomas doesn't come back for dinner; her mother immediately knows something is off.
Her daughter is naive and bad with directions. Bailey trusts too easily and becomes attached too quickly and it give...
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"Have you seen my daughter here by any chance?" She asked as she showed a picture of Bailey Jane in her school uniform.
"Um... no. I'm sorry. I haven't. But i'll keep an eye out for her though," the life guard said sympathetically.
"Okay, thank you."
Georgia grabbed her husbands hand and pulled him off the beach.
"I can't beleive she's missing. I should have went with her to the beach instead of staying in bed."
Kingsley shook his head and kissed his wifes temple. "Lets not worry to much. Bailey will most likely find her way back before we find her."
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Bailey felt as if someone was watching her as she walked with the man to the sweet shop; though she brushed it off and continued to take in the sight of the shops and people pedaling their bikes down the streets in their pretty clothes.
Bailey hardly ever was allowed past the beach so just walking to the sweet shop which was barely three minutes away was amazing.
Bailey giggled and began to skip towards a stray black and white kitten she saw sitting under a hedge but then she was jerked back by the man.
"Heyyy," she whined as she reached her arm in the direction of the kitten.
"I don't have much time to take you to the sweet shop," he said gruffly as he tugged her along.
"Oh okay," she smiled softly up at him in hopes of not upsetting him more. "I'm sorry mister."
He looked down at her and his icy blue eyes softened slightly. "Alright. Lets walk a little faster."
Bailey was practically running to keep up with his long strides and the smile on her face grew as soon as she spotted the sweet shop.
The man opened the door for her and she thanked him before excitedly entering into the colorful sweet shop that was lined with all types of candies.
She waved to the elderly man standing behind the counter who made most of the sweets from hand.
He chuckled, his sad little frown that had been on his face since the death of his beautiful wife three years ago turned up and his tired eyes lit up. "Good day little miss," he said softly with a nod.
She giggled and curtsied playfully. "Good day Mr. Sam."
She didn't come to the sweet shop often, but the town was small enough to remember a few peoples names. She had also offered to help him clean up the shop one time after some kids had spilled a huge container flower shaped gummies and some gumballs.
The man gave her a small nudge forward and she quickly apologized before scampering around to grab her sweets.
Once she made sure she had just enough; she placed it on the weigh and rocked bacl and forth on her heels as the man paid.
She saw Mr. Sam keep looking strangely at her new friend so she smiled and introduced them. "I made a new friend at the beach Mr. Sam. He helped me build a sand castle and then offered to buy me some of your yummy sweets," she said happily.
Mr. Sam smiled tightly and nodded before cashing up her bag of candy and handing it over to her. "You be careful now and enjoy your candy. Don't eat it all at one time," he said before giving the man one last strange glance.
"I will. Thank you Mr. Sam!"
Bailey couldn't help but notice the tension between the two men, but each had a reason to be that way which she had noticed to late.
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