There was a case once, many years ago now, of a little girl going missing who was later found alive in a flat. I don't think the girls name was ever released. Some "weirdo" had snatched her, but she was found alive.
I was so hoping that this would be one of those extremely rare miracles.
I went to bed late, slept in. I turned my laptop on and on the home screen bing news told me a body had been found.
I hope it was quick and clean. I hope that his siblings aren't all separated. I hope they get the support they need to be able to cope with this.
I don't know if there can ever be justice in a case like this. I don't know what justice even means when the life of a child is in the other side of the scales.
I don't believe in a God or a heaven so I can't offer prayers. In there stead, I'll make a donation to the Nspcc. It seems only slightly less futile than praying, even to an atheist, yet I have the overwhelming urge to do something.
Poor, poor child.