Inside the wardrobe was not storage. It opened into a narrow section of the attic where someone had placed a small mattress, bottled water, snacks, and a portable fan. Curled against the wall was a frightened nine-year-old girl named Ivy. I did not question her beyond making sure she was safe. Rosa called emergency services while I stayed nearby, and within minutes paramedics and child-welfare investigators were on their way.
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