The Stranger Asked Me to Pretend I Was Asleep on His Shoulder During Our Flight… But After We Landed, I Found Out He Was America’s Most Influential Billionaire—And My Ex-Husband Was Already Looking for Me
That silence was the correct comment.
Helen walked her through a simple safety plan: who answered the gate, which number Fiona learned, what to do if a reporter used Maren’s address.
Blaire wrote it on paper and put it in her wallet beside Fiona’s pediatric card.
The two documents belonged together.
Both were about keeping a small person intact.
On Tuesdays she took the train into the city without an escort and hated how visible she felt on the platform.