It will be quick. They’ll be fine. 

These are the words Greta tells herself as she leaves her three kids waiting at a table while she and Wade, her husband, ride the big rollercoaster. She needs this moment, needs to reclaim a small piece of herself outside of motherhood. But when the coaster rolls to a stop and she searches for the kids through the crowd, panic sets in. Summer, the youngest, is not there. 

In an instant, Greta is thrust into every parent’s worst nightmare. Why did think she think she could leave her children alone, even for a minute? What kind of mother is she?