That is so true. We moved from RI to CA 15 yrs ago for about a year and we rented a townhouse in a fairly large complex. My son was 7 at the time. One day he decided to play with some friends, but failed to tell me & I had no idea where he was. Because I knew noone in the state of CA, nevermind the condo complex, I panicked and asked anyone I saw if they saw a little boy with brown hair, this tall, etc. Each time I asked my voice got more & more shaky. I am very quiet, but I was yelling his name all over the place. He finally strolled out of the friend's condo wondering why I was so upset. I will never ever forget that horrible feeling of terror. I really thought I would not make it. I proceeded to read him the riot act to never go anywhere without showing me exactly where it is & letting me meet the parent who is home. Because we are from New England and knew not a soul, he could have been whisked away for us never to see him again and we wouldn't even know where to look. That is why I KNOW KC harmed her daughter.
YOU IT THE NAIL ON THE HEAD!!!
I had a very similar experience with my grandaughter when we all moved to Utah from California. My grandaughter was 7 at the time and my daughter and her family lived and I lived in the same apartment complex, only 4 buildings away from each other. We had probably lived there a month when one day my daughter sent my grandaughter over to my apartment for a couple of eggs. Amy (my grandaughter) left the house and after about 10 minutes my daughter called and said "Please tell Amy to hurry, Mom." I told my daughter that "Amy was not at my place, she had grabbed the eggs and I thought that she had went back home."
Instantly, My daughter, My son, My husband, My Son-in-Law and I started canvasing the Apartment Complex and went to all the apartments that we knew Amy knew kids at. My daughter ran to the front office and the manager got the matience guy who lived on site and they began to help us search.
After an hour both my daughter and myself said "We have to call the Police" and we did. The Police were great and sent out 4 officers. It was not starting to get dark outside and your mind and heart starts racing and thinking "What if some one has her?, What if she wondered off and is Lost? WHERE IS SHE AND I HAVE TO FIND HER NOW?!!!
We lived in a huge apartment complex. Other officers were sent to the strip mall near near our home to check there. We searched for what seemed to be a eternity and to be honest I think it was about 2 1/2 to 3 hours.
When I saw a Officer holding Amy's hand a walking her toward us. Instatnt relief. Amy had seen a little girl that she knew from church and they had went to play Barbies at her house at the very rear of the apartment complex.
The FEAR, The PANIC, The TERROR that you feel is so intense. And we found Amy within hours.
I CANNOT for one minute believe that Casey, lived life normally saying nothing to anyone, playing house at her boyfriends and shopping for herself and partying and getting tattoos if she was "PACING AND WORRING", and " PERSUING OTHER AVENUES TO FIND MY DAUGHTER"
Although her actions and her demeanor are not enough to say that she is guilty in Court of Law..... In the Court of Motherhood/Parenthood she is Guilty!