I Packed My Son’s Lunch Every Morning – It Led the Police Straight to My Door

But something in his face didn’t match the ask.

He looked unsure, like he was requesting more than just food.

That night, while I rinsed his lunch box and placed it carefully on the counter, I asked my son a question.

“Baby… is someone taking your lunch at school?”

He shook his head, not even looking up.

“No, Mom.”

He paused, chewing at the inside of his cheek the way he does when he’s thinking too hard.

“I just get hungry sometimes, Mom. That’s all.”

It was an answer.

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