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The woman smiled. My son frowned. And as soon as the door opened he flew into the house, running as far away from the woman as he could.
"Is that your son?" she asked with a smile.
I nodded, still trying to figure out what was happening.
"He said this was his house. I brought him home." She was wearing dark glasses. I couldn't see her eyes, couldn't gauge her expression.
"You brought..."
"Yes. He was all the way down there, with no adult." She motioned to a park bench about 150 yards from my house. A bench that is visible from my front porch. A bench where he had been playing with my 8-year-old daughter, and where he decided to stay and play when she brought our dog home from the walk they'd gone on.
"You brought him home... from playing outside?" I continued to be baffled.
And then the woman smiled condescendingly, explained that he was OUTSIDE. And he was ALONE. And she was RETURNING HIM SAFELY. To stay INSIDE. With an ADULT. I thanked her for her concern, quickly shut the door and tried to figure out what just happened.
Comment: Fact is that when flight MH370 completely disappeared on March 12, 2014, it left no traces to be found. It would be interesting to see what General Sutarman knows, if he ever decides to share. For some clues, read: