Desperation & Insanity

New week. New plan.

We are running out of ideas 😔 

We just don't know who's door to rattle next. 

Thinking we should go right back to the beginning, and start over. Remind everyone we will not give up.

Insanity or desperation is setting in. I'm not sure which.

I followed the van that we know took winnie. Hiding behind bins, waiting for them, so I could follow their next move. They remove pests..., and cats. Guess they were on a cockroach or rat shout. 

Private detective Appleby. Report 001: no trapping observed today.

My very lovely friend who I have made during this awful drama, sowed a seed in my head. The boys may have been buried somewhere... She had found three fresh mounds of sand. So insanity or desperation stepped in. 

We dug. We dug in the sand. In the fresh mounds. We were looking for bones. We were even bright enough to use the chip scanner as a metal detector. We drew a little audience as insanity and desperation looked on. We left empty handed. 

I don't know if it would have been a god send to dig for our boys and find them. We can't keep on like this.

Not knowing what they have done with them is just unbearable. Every day it gets worse. There is no end in sight. The only end will be us with our boys.

We wont give up on our boys.