JANICE'S POV
I returned to my apartment exhausted.
Jack is already asleep on the couch with one arm hanging off the cushion and a dinosaur toy trapped beneath his cheek.
The sight almost makes me smile.
I kneel beside him and reach for his backpack, preparing for tomorrow, checking homework, focusing on normal things and safe things.
A school folder slips free and without thinking I open it.
Family Tree Assignment, my eyes move down the page.
Mother: Janice Soto
Father: Blank.
The familiar emptiness twists painfully inside my chest then I notice additional writing under it.
Small and messy. My breath catches because Jack filled it in himself.
In uneven childish handwriting he wrote: *Maybe Uncle Eden?*
Everything inside me goes still because Jack isn't just asking questions any
