Leaning against the white pillar of the office building, she sees the woman standing near the far end of the long porch. Lydia has seen her before, and these frequent sightings are becoming a concern to her. The woman never approaches, just stares. During Lydia's twenty-six years of life, there has been doubt and puzzlement that has filtered in her private life for as long as she can remember. Her parents always seemed to have guarded...