My stepdaughter cried whenever we were alone—but when I finally discovered why, it shattered everything I thought I knew

he knows where home is.”

She slipped her hand into mine. Her grip was steady. Trusting.

“Ethan?”

“Yeah, kiddo?”

“Mom thought she was burying us, didn’t she?”

I looked at the daughter I had chosen, the little girl who had saved my life with a flash drive hidden inside a stuffed fox.

“She did,” I said.

“But she forgot something?”

I smiled. “She forgot we were continue reading …