Proof of Life

Sienna POV

I looked at the competition schedule on the counter. My name in the field. *Sienna Sinclair.* The photograph Lucia had approved. The dates that now overlapped with a courtroom and a city and a six-year-old who said goodnight to a constellation called Gerald the Boot.

"I know," I said. And I did know. But knowing and feeling were different instruments, and right now they were playing in