“Lily, can you tell me more about your mom or dad? Are they there with you?” Susan asked, her concern evident. There was another pause, longer this time. When Lily spoke again, her voice sounded almost defeated. “I don’t know… I just want my pizza. I’m so hungry.”
“I promise you, I will get you a pizza”, Susan said. Can you tell me if you know anyone who lives near you? Maybe someone who could help us find you?” Lily’s voice brightened, and she said, “Yes! Mr. Pickle!”