She pulled a carefully folded newspaper clipping from her purse.

I recognized the date immediately, the day after the accident.

The headline described an unidentified woman rescued from a burning vehicle on a rural access road.

There was no photograph.

In the margin, someone had written in blue ink: Not her.

“My father was there?” I asked.

“He was there before the ambulance.” Her fingers shook.

“Daniel told me you had been picked up after school by your aunt.