Meet Me Halfway Part 2

This part I made up, since only the ending of the story was the dream. Enjoy!


part 3 will be out on December 21!


I would find my mom. Then we could be together like daughter and mother should be.

That Friday , I asked my dad if I would go to work with him at the police station. He didn't mind, since i went every weekend to see the action of the police.

After sitting at the front desk in the report room for over an hour, the phone rang. my dad, who was at a computer next to me, picked it up, nodded, said goodbye, then placed it down quickly. he rushed words as he pulled his coat on and grabbed his keys to the patrol car.

There was a group of teenagers partying in a house they broke into, and more cops were needed to arrest as many teens before they ran off.

My father ordered me to stay in the office till he returned, which was prefect for me. Once he left, I sat for another few minutes to make sure he was gone for good. After awhile, I sprang up from my chair and walked quickly to the door leading into the back hallway to make sure no one else was around.

Once I was certain that everyone else wasn't near, I jumped to the computer that holds licenses and locations of town members. Search through the names, my tired eyes stumbled across my family's name. Pressing on the background button, I read the date of which my mother moved away an where she lives now.

Finally I found the address. It was in a popular part of New York City, around Times Square only a hour and a half away by bus. Writing down the address on an index card, I shoved it into my pocket once I heard footsteps down the hall.

It was officer Dobbs, a close friend of my father's who was considered a uncle to me. As he crossed the room to gather reports, he asked me how I was doing in school. After a short conversation, Dobbs left saying, "Have a good weekend."

In reply I smiled, even though he was already out the door, saying,

"Oh, I sure will."