I Went to Pick Up My Five-Year-Old Daughter From My Sister’s Home — But When My Key Didn’t Work, Everything Changed
I arrived at my sister’s house just after sunset, expecting nothing more than a routine pickup. Sophia had spent the afternoon there dozens of times before. It was familiar. Safe. Ordinary. Or at least, it was supposed to be. When my key wouldn’t turn in the lock, a flicker of unease passed through me. I…