I Saw Her Leave Two Children at the Gate

Enough to hide paper in a stuffed rabbit and put instructions where only the kids would carry them.

“Where are the blue shoes?” I asked.

“At home,” she said. “In the hall closet behind the vacuum.”

Unit 118B

By evening, Jennifer had landed.

She came through the private terminal looking wrecked. Hair coming loose, cheap sneakers, no makeup, one carry-on continue reading …