Off subject but over the last 24 hours, I've worked with an organization delivering Christmas gifts to children who have a parent that is incarcerated. These gifts are requested by the inmates in February, caretakers are called in October to see what the kids needs are (some just requested diapers) and gifts are purchased and delivered in December.
As I delivered last night (husband went with me), one mom opened the door with her three kids. The little kids said "what are these?" referring to the gifts. The mom said "these are from your dad". In that moment, I immediately thought about AL and CL and their children. I felt a new sadness for their children and the other kids out there with parents incarcerated. I realize it's because of bad choice but when you look into the eyes of their kids, you'd have to be heartless not to feel for them. They are victims too and what they have to come to know as normal -- just isn't. It is my hope & prayer that those children I delivered to last night and today (many being raised by their grandmother) would choose another path - another way of life and break the cycle.
The other thing was I had to make a delivery not too far from the house that Bev was taken from. I drove down Baucum Pike Road and I thought about Beverly again - remembering that her phone had pinged on that road.
I know this doesn't add anything to the sleuthing part of this board but just wanted to share. I can't get away from this case even when I take time off to do community service! RIP Beverly~