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“Shhhhh,” Boone said. “You’re okay.”

“No. It’s not,” Scout sobbed. “Lucy is missing.”

“I didn’t say it was okay. I said you were.” He eased back, cupping her face in his hands, his eyes dark blue and filled with compassion. “There’s a big difference, Scout. One you have no control over. The other you do.”

“I don’t have any control over any of it, that’s the problem.” She stepped away, swiping at the tears.

“You know what I’ve realized during the years my daughter’s been missing?” he asked quietly, his hair gleaming in the afternoon sunlight, his eyes deeply shadowed. “We don’t always have to be in control to be content. We don’t always have to know every outcome to have peace.”

Coming from anyone else, it would have sounded trite, but Boone had lived her nightmare. He knew every ache of her heart.

“I wish I had your faith. I wish that I could believe something good was going to come out of this.”

“I wish I had my daughter. But, I don’t, and becauseI don’t, I’m helping you find yours.”