So. Here's what I think happened. Kyron disappeared June 4. Things are going along, going along. K/D/T & T have a united front, all supporting each other. Then, things start to get a bit strange. As if their child vanishing into thin air in the middle of a science fair at school isn't strange enough...
Within one day, Terri goes to take another poly, that's all messed up, she's stressed over that. She gets home, Kaine and the baby go out. Suddenly here's the landscaper and a sidekick, and the LS is demanding $10k or he's going to the coppers. Yowza! Call 911.
Catching her breath from that and the botched poly before it, she finds out that Kaine hasn't just gone out for some fresh air, but has gone. Period. With her baby. Call 911 again, things are mega crazy. Wth is going on??
Cue in the phone friends. Omg I'm losing it. You wouldn't believe what a day I've had!
The gaggle of friends arrives and/or everybody's calling everybody else, all in a frenzy of Oh Em Gee!!!
Somebody comes up with the perfect solution to all Terri's problems - we'll all run around Portland buying cell phones using fake names. Yes!!!! Perfect!!!
Nothing like this had ever happened to any of these women. Nothing in their lives had ever prepared them for how to deal with all this. There is no guidebook for it. There's nothing to look up on the net or in Cosmo to tell you wtf to do. So they, wanting to do *something* to try to help the situation and Terri, made a really bonehead decision that helped nothing at all, but... they felt they were *doing* something to help, as we all seek to do when life catches us unprepared in an awful situation (our own or a friend's).
Nothing sinister or diabolical or criminal or 'bad', just... monumentally silly. And I refuse to elevate (or lower, if that's possible) silly to anything with deeper meaning. Especially with no rational clues to do so.
I'm not going to make a doofus story any more interesting. It is what it is. It gets no glory or added entertainment value from me.
These women freaked. Thank God, in my life, when things have gone south, and I've freaked, the number of people who knew what a donkey's behind I made of myself was limited, and there was no media nor LE nor grand jury involved. Thank you, Jesus!
If there's anything more to this than meets the eye, anything criminal, if these women all went out and bought cell phones and beat Kyron to death with them, for example, LE will let me know.
Until then, this part of this sordid and pathetic story surrounding this precious little boy's disappearance gets a big fat *EPIC FAIL* from me, and I return to the important thing in all of this:
Where's Kyron?