Beverly Joyce

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A few weeks ago, I started seeing posts about a missing teenager from Fishers. Immediately, her face, her smile, her parents’ heartfelt pleas touched my heart. I watched and prayed. Maybe it was simply a teenager trying to make some sort of statement, and maybe she would be home quickly. kAmx C6>6>36C >J E66?286 52JD[ 7C:6?5D x AC@323=J D9@F=5 ?@E 92G6 >256[ A=246D x D9@F=5 ?@E 92G6 8@?6[ 564:D:@?D x AC@323=J D9@F=5?’E 92G6 24E65 @?]k^Am kAm(96?

A few weeks ago, I started seeing posts about a missing teenager from Fishers. Immediately, her face, her smile, her parents’ heartfelt pleas touched my heart. I watched and prayed. Maybe it was simply a teenager trying to make some sort of statement, and maybe she would be home quickly. I remember my teenage days, friends I probably should not have made, places I should not have gone, decisions I probably shouldn’t have acted on.