Five years ago, my little boy went missing. Now my husband's vanished, too.I wish I could say that the tragedy of little Jack disappearing brought me and Natecloser together. But my husband is more distant from me now than he's ever been. Perhaps that's why I don't ask him exactly where he's going when he sets off on another business trip.Or perhaps I was too distracted by the woman moving in across the street with bouncing blonde hair and a cherubic toddler boy. He reminds me so much of the chi...