I think I just heard an Amber Alert. I can’t help, and I’m not sure if that is what it was. Mostly, I just have a nervous feeling of maybe a kind of impotent empathy.

The back door is open, and it’s after 11 p.m. There was a helicopter blade noise overhead and a PA system. The announcement was something about calling 911 if you saw an “Asian, autistic, 15-year-old boy wearing a blue jacket.” Strangely Big Brother, but with heart.