My husband suddenly called me and asked, bluntly,
“Where are you right now?”
I was at my sister’s house, in a quiet neighborhood of Mexico City, celebrating my niece’s birthday. The room was packed, there was laughter, balloons and the smell of freshly cut cake.
“At my sister’s house,” I answered. The whole family is here
On the other end of the line there was a strange, heavy silence, as if something had gotten stuck in the air.
Then he spoke, in a voice that did not know him:
“Listen to me well. Grab our daughter and jump out of that house right now.
