On the way to O’Hare, Fiona asked why Daddy was not driving.

Blaire said Daddy had chosen a different morning.

It was the most honest sentence she could make without turning a child into a witness.

At the gate in Chicago, a couple argued about overhead space.

Blaire held Fiona and thought, I used to think that was a problem.

She did not know then that the man who would sit beside her had a security team and a last name that moved markets.