For Nearly 3 Hours, a Stranger Kept Touching My Leg on the Bus—Then, Just Before We Got Off, He Slipped Me a Handkerchief and Whispered, “Pretend You’re Dizzy—Don’t Sign Anything.”

in my hands. “Leo, listen to me very carefully. Remember how Daddy used to tell you that we always stay brave when things get dark?”

Leo nodded slowly. “Is Uncle trying to hurt us?”

“We’re going to play a game,” I whispered, forcing a reassuring smile onto my face. “We’re going to slip out the window, quietly like shadows, and meet a friend of Daddy’s continue reading …