We have Him Home. Zapfic micro-fiction. Prompt: growth

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My panic grew.
My uncle has Dementia.
He escaped at noon.
But I live in Africa, a network to note.
Forget Twitter and WhatsApp.
The grapevine exploded with the news.
Messages between neighbors flew.
By dinner, he was home.
Just as good as new.

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