From: L.W. Thompson email@example.com
Date: Sat May 20, 2000 9:41pm
Subject: Search for Barbie Day 26
Each call I get with a possible lead about Barbie's whereabouts brings my hopes up -- only to be crushed again when I find that it wasn't Barbie after all.
Today, a lady called telling me that another lady in Gas City had been at the supermarket trying to locate the owner of a beagle. The caller even provided me with the phone number of the lady who was looking for the dogs owners, but when I called the number it turned out that the dog was actually a Dachshund, and it had already been reunited with it's owners.
Every time I go out to search and put out flyers, I expect to bring Barbie back home with me, but it never happens.
The guy who almost caught Barbie the day she escaped called again today to see if Barbie had been returned yet. It sure seems like he's taking quite a bit of interest in her return, and I can't help but wonder if he knows something about her whereabouts and isn't sharing that information. Of course, there's always the possibility that the stress of this continuing search is just making me paranoid.
John and I drove all over Gas City, handing out flyers and tacking more of them up on phone poles in the morning, and in the afternoon we hit the area on the other side of the Highland bridge again. The slacker neighbor kid told me that his uncle said he'd heard about sightings in both areas, but who knows if it was true.
If Barbie is at someone's house, why don't they just call me? Almost everyone we talk to anymore has seen information about Barbie in one way shape or form. If she's being fed by someone, but isn't actually in their possession, why don't they at least let me know?
Leann & Beasley