All the delay is in the seeing.

Once my mother could be seen, help reached her in seconds.

Chapter 19 — You Picked the Wrong House

As the paramedics rushed past us toward the basement stairs, toward my mother, Valerie began to thrash against the floor where she lay pinned, twisting her head to find me, crying out my name.

“Nora!

Nora, please!

Tell them it’s a mistake!

I’m your sister!