These Dreams of You

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Zan inhales sharply. He turns onto his back in the dark and stares at the hotel ceiling: For forty-eight hours he’s been struggling to keep composed in front of his son. He says, “We’re going back for her when we find Mom.”

“How are we going to find Mom?” Parker’s voice comes from his bed.

“Molly won’t hurt Sheba, and she can’t take her out of the country.” Zan doesn’t say the other thing, the thing about Molly that he knows sounds crazy. “Do you think Molly would hurt her?” Only several minutes later does he hear from out of the dark, “No.”