HIS NEIGHBOR WOULDN’T STOP REPORTING THE SOUND OF A GIRL CRYING INSIDE HIS HOUSE—THEN HE HID BENEATH HIS DAUGHTER’S BED AND HEARD HER PLEAD FOR SOMEONE TO SPARE HER

Lucia kept that notebook in her office.

Sometimes, when a parent sat across from her insisting their child was “just dramatic,” Lucia would think of her father under the bed, covered in dust, finally hearing what had been happening above him all along.

And she would say gently, firmly: