We were on the 12th floor and the dogs were barking because they wanted to jump across to the neighbor’s balcony. My parents were talking about the next generation and how my cousin’s daughter was showing an interest in photography. I watched her with a camera in her hands, trying to take a shot of our dogs from the balcony railing. I had only looked away for a brief moment before she had suddenly disappeared. A pair of green shoes lay where she had once stood.