There was no way Alice was missing the football game the next night, the first of the season. The old Alice would have avoided the game as though her life depended on it. But now she was driven to attend. And to bring the doll with her. Alice slid beneath the bleachers, hiding in plain sight, a clear view of the field from between the risers and the whole space to herself. She'd argued with herself for an hour before she settled on bringing the doll. Just in case. Alice knew ...