My Housekeeper Heard Singing Behind My Guest Room Wall

against her chest. Karen asleep in the rocker, mouth open, baby in her arms. Daniel in the doorway looking toward them, not at the camera.

Someone else took that picture.

I was still staring at it when the younger officer said, “Ma’am?”

I looked up.

She pointed with a pen. “We’ve secured the area, but I need to know if you’ve seen this vehicle before.”

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