At 9:42 a.m., sixty-one engines went silent outside Family Court as a girl whispered, “They moved the hearing early so he can get me back.” I wasn’t there to make a scene. I was there because I’d parked crooked the day before school and owed thirty dollars to the county. Yellow envelope in one hand, coffee in the other, I almost missed her—thin jacket, camera strap across her chest like a seatbelt, eyes red the color of sleepless. She was sixteen, maybe. She was trying to be invisible on the cou

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