‘Josh, you take the left on foot, Caitlin and Amy, you go right. I’ll get in the car and drive up and down the streets.’ He turned to Mr O’Neill. ‘Maybe you could drive around too, Mike. I’ll go north, you go south.’ ‘I’m on it,’ said Mr O’Neill, heading off to his car. ‘Don’t worry, Amy, we’ll find her.’ Mum pointed at Mrs O’Neill. ‘Shannon and I will stay here and clear up and see if Shimmer comes back, or anyone finds her. She might have just wandered off somewhere. Everyone got their phones?’ Caitlin, Josh and I nodded. ‘I’ll be base camp,’ Mum continued. ‘Call me if there’s any news.’ Everyone shot off in the direction Dad had directed them. I felt breathless and close to tears as we ran up and down the road, looking in front gardens, peering over fences and calling Shimmer’s name. ‘I can’t bear it if anything’s happened to her,’ I said. ‘It’s my fault, I should have been keeping a closer eye on her!’ ‘Don’t worry, we’ll find her,’ said Caitlin.
