My in-laws sent my daughter a teddy bear for her birthday—when she pointed to its eye, I realized something was terribly wrong, and three days later, the police were at their door

on behind every door. I had put together a small party: her cousins, two little friends from kindergarten, my brother Rodrigo, and a handful of people who truly loved my daughter without trying to claim ownership of her.

But at noon, a box arrived wrapped in gold paper, with an enormous pink bow and a card written in perfect continue reading …