“Who is this?” Kevin jumped and his coffee poured all over his shirt.

“Jeez, Steph-”

“Kevin, I need to know. Now.” Kevin stared in my begging eyes and, grumbling all the while, took the picture from my outstretched hand and looked in it. “Well?”

“This looks like the family that lived in the house that just burned down. Yeah. That’s the woman by the grill and her husband over in the pool.” He shrugged and handed it back to me, “Nothing real special.”

“So, the little girl in the picture….she lived in that house, too?” I couldn’t get over the fact that the little girl in the pool was so familiar.

“Uh, Steph?” I glanced in Kevin’s worried eyes, “What little girl?”