Bump in the NightWhen Martha is abruptly awakened by the phone after a night of heavy drinking, she can't remember what day it is, but there's no misunderstanding the message of the voice on the other end of the line--her young son is missing. Jonathan's disappearance turns Martha's life into a nightmare as she frantically searches for him while battling alcoholism. |
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... window and looked out . Maybe someone from another window would see him or , if he opened the window , would hear him . But the windows wouldn't budge . Jonathan didn't know whether they were simply stuck or were sealed . There was a ...
... window and looked out . Maybe someone from another window would see him or , if he opened the window , would hear him . But the windows wouldn't budge . Jonathan didn't know whether they were simply stuck or were sealed . There was a ...
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... window , or rather half a window , the other half of which was on the opposite side of the separation wall of the storage space . Jonathan hesitated to slide around the trunk to the win- dow , because that would mean he'd leave his post ...
... window , or rather half a window , the other half of which was on the opposite side of the separation wall of the storage space . Jonathan hesitated to slide around the trunk to the win- dow , because that would mean he'd leave his post ...
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... window , kicking it again and again as he screamed , " Help ! Help ! Help ! Help ! ” His leg was bleeding from a shard of glass . But by kicking a hole in the window , he could shove past the divider . He gave a final push and found ...
... window , kicking it again and again as he screamed , " Help ! Help ! Help ! Help ! ” His leg was bleeding from a shard of glass . But by kicking a hole in the window , he could shove past the divider . He gave a final push and found ...
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