Violet nodded slowly.

“I won’t ask to read her private file.

But years ago, a woman came to our center asking about a child whose early records had been changed after two foster placements.

She had a photograph of a yellow blanket and the name Anna.”

I stared at her.

“Are you saying Paige is Lucy?”

“No.” Violet’s answer came quickly.

“I’m saying there is a possibility people allowed us to assume too much.