Just minutes ago I was looking forward to giving way my first yarn dying job. Then with one Facebook post my families whole world came crashing down. A friend that I rope and ride with is now a missing person. Rocky Cox is 12 years old and he is a good friend, we text and rope when ever we can. But sometime today he disappeared from School. Who knows why? I don’t get it. I never thought this could happen to anyone I knew. This week is turning into a nightmare. Last night Mom was up until 1am with a car wreck that sent on person to the hospital in a ambulance and a cow had to be put down. Not one of ours, mind you, but the neighbors. Then this tonight. I will tell you Mom made me take a minute to do the drawing but not before she called our preacher and got Rocky on the prayer list. So as much as I hate to say it … It is with a very heavy heart that I tell BJ she is the winner of the Pink Angel. Maybe the Pink Angel will protect and bring Rocky home…. BJ please email me your address so I can get your yarn in the mail.