Kaylee’s daughter, Amanda, had been missing for two weeks. Despite extensive efforts by both Kaylee and the police, there was no trace of Amanda. One day, after putting up more flyers, Kaylee stopped by her neighbor’s garage sale and was horrified to see Amanda’s jacket—the very one she had been wearing the night she disappeared.
Kaylee had been tirelessly posting flyers around the city, hoping for any leads. Amanda had run away from home, her phone was off, and her friends had no information. Initially, Kaylee thought it was just teenage rebellion, but as days passed, her concern grew into panic.
Kaylee asked her neighbor Angela where she got the jacket. Angela, sh.ocked, explained she had bought it at a second-hand store near the bus station. Kaylee, desperate for answers, hurried to the store.
The seller vaguely remembered a girl matching Amanda’s description who argued about the price because she needed money for a bus ticket. Kaylee found a piece of paper with an address in one of the jacket pockets, leading to Amanda’s biological mother’s town.
Kaylee drove to the address and learned Amanda had visited but had since left. Heartbroken, Kaylee drove to the local police station and noticed a girl sitting on the porch of an аbаndоned house. It was Amanda. They embraced, apologized, and headed home together, relieved and renewed.