09 Corn Maze by Becky Crookham

At midnight, Mary and Gretchen again found themselves back at home, on the same couch as the night before, side by side. “This is terrible, Mom. It’s been almost 36 hours,” Gretchen whispered. “Yeah.” Mary patted her daughter’s leg. They were quiet. Seconds went by, marked by the weighty tick-tock of their cuckoo clock. “Ruthie...