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The Gap Between Counties

August 25, 2026 · Part 6 of 10 · 2 min

Back at her desk, Priya Sundar couldn't stop thinking about the birth certificate.

It wasn't the date discrepancy itself — clerical errors happened constantly across county lines, especially with kids who'd moved between placements. It was the particular nature of the error. A birth certificate copy that didn't match enrollment paperwork wasn't a typo. It was two different original documents, filed at two different times, by two different people who hadn't compared notes.

She pulled Birdie's full case history. The girl had entered foster care eighteen months ago in Ridgefield County — not this county. Placed with a foster mother named Doreen Aldrich.

Priya sat back.

She typed Doreen Aldrich into the statewide system and got nothing useful — a common name, three matches, none with a photo on file. She tried the address instead, cross-referencing it against licensing records.

The Ridgefield address had been licensed to Doreen Aldrich for eleven months, then abruptly deregistered. Reason given: "Relocating out of area." Four children had been placed there. All four had since been transferred — to three different counties, three different case files, three different caseworkers who, Priya would bet money, had never once spoken to each other.

She pulled up the intake photo on Doreen Aldrich's original license application, half expecting nothing — a blurry DMV-quality headshot, useless.

It wasn't useless.

Same sharp cheekbones. Same too-even auburn dye job. A different name stitched under the photo, a different county's letterhead, a different signature — but the same woman who'd stood on Vesta Coombs' porch three days ago with her arms crossed, smiling at Priya like company mattered more than truth.

Priya's hands went cold on the keyboard.

She opened a blank search field and typed a third county's name, almost daring the system to prove her wrong.

It didn't. A third license. A third name. A third set of children, scattered to the wind before anyone thought to compare two files side by side.

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