She reached out and touched his chest—right over his heart. He felt a warmth, like a small hand pressing from the other side. And in his mind, clear as a bell, Mia’s voice: I see you, Daddy. Always.
“I want my daughter back.”
He pressed his palm to the windowpane. “I see you too,” he whispered. i see you -2019-
Leo’s mind raced. A hole in the air. The red balloon. A woman who lived between years. “Mia, is she hurting you?” She reached out and touched his chest—right over his heart
Leo’s heart seized. Mia used to say that when they played hide-and-seek. “I see you, Daddy,” she’d giggle, before he turned around. He flipped the card. Nothing else. No return address. No plea for ransom. Just the date stamped in the corner: clear as a bell