The Vanishing: Chapter Twenty One:

Fragmented Hope

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Hope can be a fragile thing, blowing apart like dandelions blow away in the wind, when someone you love is missing, and the more time goes by it seems the more hops fades. We have a support system, but what about those who don’t?

I am grateful for what I have, don’t get me wrong, but when someone you love is missing a part of you is missing as well, and it…