"Are you okay?" my friend asks as we leave the police station.

"I'm fine. Really. Just… please don’t tell Giselle what happened with the bracelet. I don’t want to scare her. And before we head home, there’s one more stop we need to make."

When we finally get home, I rush up the stairs, ignoring Giselle’s voice calling after me—just like in my dream. After tucking the bracelet safely back in it´s place, I go back downstairs where my wife and my nanny are waiting.

"Did something ...