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find Step By Victoria Helen Stone, Chapter one. The man jog through the parking area of a mountain trail. Heed his blond hair wild and disheveled, but did leave, called in the golden ways. The small body in his arms bounce with each step. A young child two or three years old, pale limbs disturbingly left. It was difficult to tell much more past the jittery movement of the camera and the shadows of pine trees cutting lines of darkness across the scene. He's okay, the man said to the cars he passed. Then again and again as a couple of other people stepped into view. He's OK. He's okay. Tears streamed down his face, but the boy's face was hidden, turned away, Impossible to tell from the video whether he was awake or asleep or a lie. His legs hung down and dirty sweat pants. His hands were lost. The sleeves of his stained grey hoody, the black dog barked excitedly, running forward and back, sniffing at the child's shoes. I found him, the man yell. Then the video shown someone smartphone, froze and ended. That's Johnny, right? Caveman was practically panting. That's him. Johnny found the boy, Veronica united in silent shock that was definitely her husband. On the video, she checked her phone again to see whether he texted or called, but the screen showed no recent activity. She texted three question marks to him. Caitlin grabbed Veronica's arm and held tight, as if they were close friends. Though they weren't there were only co workers associates. Actually, Veronica was an occupational therapist, and Caitlin worked in physical therapy, and they used the same rehab facility for their more mobile patients. It was good to get clients out of the house when possible. She'd never thought Keeton and like her most, but everyone like Johnny. Caitlin had only met him once, but she'd recognized him on the news just fine. He had that effect on women and on plenty of men to I'm sorry, Veronica murmur to her patient, but the orderly woman waved her off. Are you kidding? Miss? Lee exclaimed. This is the most exciting thing to happen to me since I thought mouse approach was having a heart attack in my bed, the woman pointed at the muted TV in the corner of the therapy room, and Veronica looked up to see her husband again trotting behind cars his face of grimaced, of fear and relief. He's okay, Johnny's mouth and the words silently. Veronica watched the boys pale hand bounce. Was the child really okay?