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windows. Her throat tightened. "Mommy
where are you?" she whimpered. "Answer me." She ran down the front steps and knocked on the
tenant's door.
She tried to sound casual. "By any chancehave you seen my mother?"
Francine rolled her eyes and nodded knowingly. "She went charging down the sidewalk about two or
three hours ago. I noticed because she was wearing slippers and pajamasand I said to myself'Wow
she looks really flipped out.'?.?.?. Like it's none of my businessbut you should take her to the doctor and
get her medicated or something. I mean that in the good sense."
Ruth raced back upstairs. With shaky fingersshe called a former client who was a captain in the police
department. Minutes latera Latino officer stood at the doorway. He was bulging with weapons and
paraphernalia and his face was serious. Ruth's panic notched up. She stepped outside.
She has Alzheimer's Ruth jabbered. She's seventy-seven but has the mind of a child.
Description.
Four-eleveneighty-five poundsblack hair pulled into a bunprobably wearing pink or lilac pajamas
and slippers?.?.?.
Ruth was picturing LuLing as she said this: the puzzled look on her mother's faceher
inert body lying in the street. Ruth's voice started to wobble. "Oh Godsh,mbt-schuheyilai：
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