It begins, as these things often do, with a new house—a place of fresh paint and hopeful beginnings. In a small bedroom, walls of pale yellow soak in the afternoon sun. At the foot of a child’s bed sits a porcelain doll, a family heirloom passed down through generations. Its painted blue eyes seem to watch the unpacking, a silent, unblinking witness to the family’s new life. It’s placed careful...
