In 10 years, Johnny Wylde has never changed his phone number.
He says he never will.
It’s the same one he had on April 23, 2014, the day his daughter, Sindy Ruperthouse, went missing. Even though a decade has passed, he still keeps the ringer on, the phone glued to his hip.
“She knows what my number is if she’s still alive,” said Wylde, taking a pause. “I don’t know what to think.”
