Raquel Bock

I called her phone and it went straight to voicemail.

I called her phone and it went straight to voicemail.

Where are you? What are you doing? No response.

Where are you? What are you doing? No response.

Something wasn't right.

Something wasn't right.

I am Raquel.

I am Raquel.

Dee was my mom.

Dee was my mom.

She was always done up. Her nails were done. Her hair was done. Her eyelashes were done. Always ready to go and beautiful. We reported her missing at night, Sunday night.

She was always done up. Her nails were done. Her hair was done. Her eyelashes were done. Always ready to go and beautiful. We reported her missing at night, Sunday night.

Why is this so different? Because nobody knew where she was at.

Why is this so different? Because nobody knew where she was at.

when life gets hard.

when life gets hard.

I remember riding my bike around there, riding the four-wheelers around there, just being a kid. That was where I grew up. So it's home, it'll always be home to me, but it's home in a different way now.

I remember riding my bike around there, riding the four-wheelers around there, just being a kid. That was where I grew up. So it's home, it'll always be home to me, but it's home in a different way now.

Sundays, we would go to my mom's first thing.

Sundays, we would go to my mom's first thing.