The Day Our Daughter Disappeared…

After being out of town for several days doing back-to-back speaking events, I arrived home exhausted. Needing sleep, I lay down on my bed for a nap. The next thing I knew, my wife was shaking me awake, saying something urgent about our five-year-old daughter, Rebecca. “What?” I asked groggily. “What’s going on?” “We can’t find Rebecca!” Nancy said, in a tone…

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