I never heard from her again.”

I looked through the doorway into Piper’s room.

She was drawing a fox with one ear bent forward.

A girl who had disappeared from a household seven years earlier.

A locked freezer full of her belongings.

A six-year-old who believed people who disobeyed didn’t return.

The possibility was horrifying.

But it was only a possibility, and I knew now how dangerous it was to fill unknown spaces with fear.