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Kyron

Many days I pray for Kyron Horman. I should pray for him everyday, but I forget, a poor excuse but a true one.

I don't know where he is, I don't know if he is alive, I only know that his family is in a world of pain that I cannot fathom. They are getting up and going through their days, waiting and hoping, but hoping for one answer, while knowing the answer may be painful.

I also don't know if Terri Horman had anything to do with her step-son's disappearance. That is unthinkable for someone like me, a step-parent, that she would harm a child put in her care and life by marriage.

My own thought, if Terri did attempt to hire someone to kill her husband did she inadvertently allow a killer into her life, did she start the fall of dominoes that led to that sweet little boy being taken. I don't know.

I pray for you Kyron, your parents, and siblings, and all those that love you. And I pray for Terri, please, tell the truth.

Truth is the only thing that will set you fee.

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