The Missing

I catch a lot of European news, and two odd pieces have appeared since yesterday over missing people in England.

First, there's a three-year old boy who lives in a rural area of England.  The parents put him to bed on Wednesday night.  Thursday morning?  He's gone.  He dressed in clothing, his jacket, and his shoes before he left the house.  

Family searched the grounds, then called the cops.  The British police sent out several patrols and searched all the property within a mile of the house.  Nothing.  Today (Friday), they will return and likely expand out another mile or two.  It's fairly cold, and unless he huddled up in some barn or shed....he's probably a goner.
Off in London, the second case is unfolding.  A couple from Romania brought the husband's sixty-year old father over for a holiday visit.  The old guy only speaks Romanian.  The son took the old guy to the subway.....turning at the right moment....and his father got on the train while the door shut on the son....preventing him from entering.  That was Tuesday morning.

The authorities have done a search of sorts, and put out the word, but it's been almost forty-eight hours.  He might still be on the same train.  He might have wandered into some public park or simply found a spot in a subway station to sleep.  You just don't know.

While I'm optimistic on the old guy being found OK.....the kid is a different story.  No one suspects he got kidnapped....only that he walked away.  In freezing weather....your odds go down by every hour gone.