My Daughter Never Came Home from Summer Camp – A Year Later, I Found Her Shoebox Hidden Under Her Twin Sister’s Bed, and What Was Inside Made Me Call the Authorities

notebook.

I almost left it there.

I thought it belonged to Maya.

I could not have been more mistaken.

The handwriting on the first page was Sophie’s. Smaller and tighter than her normal writing, the way people write when they are trying to occupy as little room as possible. I turned to the first entry.

“Dear Maya, Mom still leaves your toothbrush out. I continue reading …