She was thinking about being caught with the bracelet.

Faced with the total collapse of her family’s world, her first instinct was to hide the piece of my jewelry she had helped herself to, as though, if she could just cover her wrist, she might yet get away with that one small theft amid the wreckage of everything else.

It told me everything I needed to know about how these people had moved through the world, and through my home.

They took.