My little boy is missing — and they think I did it.My husband is always at work, he’s basically checked out of our marriage at this point. So I’m stuck at home with three kids under the age of ten for the summer holidays.The boys are my world, but I just wish we had a bit more money for treats. Eight-year-old Kyle has learning difficulties and he likes a lot of activity.I can’t spend another day in this house. We head out for a bike ride in the woods. The boys are so excited.We play hide and seek which Kyle is never very good at, bless him. But this time he must have hidden really well because I can’t even hear him giggling.Where is he? Panic sets in.Then I see his bike lying on its side, wheels spinning, like he just vanished into thin air.We were already at breaking point. This will tear us apart.I’m not the perfect wife. I’m not the perfect mother. But I didn’t do anything to harm my little boy.
