“You have me tonight.

And tomorrow.

We will find out what happened to Mom without putting you back there.”

He nodded and curled onto his side, his little hand still holding two fingers of mine.

Outside the room, my phone buzzed with a number I didn’t know.

Detective Ellis had news from the house.

She asked me to call when Owen fell asleep.

I watched his breathing slow and wondered if the black bags in the swimming pool were about to answer the question I feared most.