"Dale!" I shout. He turns around as fast as he can, swings his arm out and links his with mine. I laugh, then say seriously, "Shes missing, you KNOW what that means, each person that goes missing comes closer and closer to where we live." "I know" he says causally. Sometimes I don't get Dale. When a crisis is at state hes calm, something simple like losing a shoe, he freaks out.