A missing piece. A photo kept in the wallet of a family man, taken in San Francisco and now cut into pieces in Paris. The face of a smiling woman removed, cut out with scissors and taken by police for an investigation into her disappearance, or her kidnapping, or maybe nothing at all. The remains of the photo are given back to the man who provided it, who treasured it enough to take it across the Atlantic in his wallet, and all he can do is take it and keep looking for the person who completes the picture, an ocean removed from where it was taken. A family’s happiness remains frozen in time, a world away from the present, but now the absence overwhelms the joy. A square hole in place of a face, a photo that will never mean what it once did. A treasured memory doomed by the present and lost to the future. A ghost.