Chapter Seventeen
Teddy stood in the tiny closet she had converted to a darkroom. The red light cast eerie flame-colored shadows throughout the room. She didn't have the luxury of a separate film drying room, so she had to work around the photos hanging on the line above the table that held the solution-filled trays. She agitated the picture swimming in the fixer, and her mind went back to the day at the playground with Lisa. A bright spot in the midst of this nightmare.
While she waited for the photograph to develop, she stepped back to let her eyes travel the parade of images. Two mothers each stood with a baby in one arm and pushed a toddler on a swing with the other hand. Their faces were alight with joy as they laughed at some shared joke. Would she ever stand in a playground with h
