DADDY PUT SOMETHING INSIDE MY SISTER’S BELLY,” A LITTLE GIRL SAID WHEN SHE ARRIVED AT THE POLICE STATION WITH HER TWIN SISTER 

Rain has a way of making small towns feel smaller.

That night in rural Ohio, it came down hard enough to turn the police station windows silver and make every passing headlight smear across the glass like a warning.

Inside, the lobby smelled of wet concrete, burnt coffee, old paper, and the faint metallic chill that always seemed to settle …