My Housekeeper Heard Singing Behind My Guest Room Wall

in from the porch; I hadn’t even heard him enter. Suddenly my kitchen was full of bodies, radios, paper, law.

Karen started to shake.

“I was coming back for my things,” she said.

The younger officer looked at the car seat, then at Karen. “Ma’am, is that child in distress? Has the baby been seen by a doctor since birth?”

Karen’s mouth worked.

“Karen,” I continue reading …