Veronica was your mother and in recent months, you'd become a habitual runaway, just disappearing for a few days, sometimes a couple weeks.

Veronica had gone out to find you this time. She found you sitting on some street corner, casually playing on your phone.

Veronica shouted your name and then ran up to you, kneeling down in front of you. "I'm so glad I found you," She said. "Do you have any idea how worried I get when you do this?"