That day was supposed to be like any other. I headed to the grocery store like I did every week. Grocery shopping was simple and predictable. It gave me a sense of control.

Walking through the aisles, I wasn’t thinking about much beyond my shopping list. Halfway through my trip, I turned to grab a box of cereal, and when I looked back at my cart, there was… a little girl!

She was sitting right in the basket. I blinked, thinking I must be seeing things.

“Hi! Where’s your mommy?”