"I FOUND A 5-YEAR-OLD BOY FROZEN TO THE CONCRETE STEPS OF A GROCERY STORE AT 2 AM, CLUTCHING A RIPPED TEDDY BEAR—HE LOOKED AT ME WITH HOLLOW EYES AND ASKED, ""IS MY MOMMY IN HEAVEN YET?"" AND THAT QUESTION BROKE ME INTO A MILLION PIECES. Chapter 1: The Invisible Bundle The wind that night in Chicago wasn’t just cold; it was personal. It was the kind of sub-zero whip that found every gap in your scarf and settled deep in your bones. It was two in the morning, and the parking lot of the 24-hour Su