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March 18:
Maybe she’s finally ready.
I stopped breathing.
Ready for what?
The girls stood quietly behind me watching my face.
Then Grace pointed toward the far wall.
“Daddy talks to Mommy down here every night.”
I slowly turned.
And that’s when I saw the video camera.
Mounted in the corner.
Facing the chair.
My blood ran cold.
Every instinct screamed at me to grab the girls and run.
Then suddenly—
I heard the front door upstairs slam shut.
