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I went inside, set my phone on the counter with the live feed open, and started wiping down the counters.
Doorbell cam pinged.
There she was.
Deborah on her porch.
Phone in her hand this time. Staring straight toward the playground.
My heartbeat picked up.
“Don’t,” I whispered at my phone.
She lifted the phone to her ear.
I hit screen record.
I recorded her standing there, talking, watching. Then I switched to the other camera showing the street and the edge of the playground.
Noah was chasing a ball. Liam was laughing with Ethan.
Nothing wild. Nothing dangerous.
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