Where's Trixi?

Today was horrible. I thought this Christmas Eve would be better than last year's but I was wrong. I miss Trixi more and more every day. I'm dreaming about her all the time. I wake up at least ten times a night.

I was okay this morning. Then it hit me like a nail bomb. I was crying so hard I kept throwing up. I couldn't stop. I felt so hopeless and helpless. Finally Tim called me. He didn't even recognize my voice. He talked to me until I calmed down. He sounds as though he's given up.

I can't. I'm going to find her. I don't know how yet. I will. I feel her calling me and I will answer that call.