TOB 10:7

7 She snapped back, "Cut the chatter, don't lie to me—my son's gone." She hit the road daily where they walked, starved by day, wailed through the nights for her boy Tobias, counting the fourteen feast days Raguel swore he'd spend there, until the clock ran out. Then Tobit told Raguel, "Send me home, my folks won't see me again."