Chapter 7 - THE BOY WHO CAME OUT FROM UNDER THE TABLE

Liam was nine when he asked to see the mansion again.
Five years had passed since I found him beneath the dining table.
We had not lived there after the investigation ended.
The property remained closed during evidence collection and legal proceedings. Later, I considered selling it.
Liam asked me not to decide without him.
“It is your house,” I said.
“Grandpa left it to both of us.”
He was right.
The trust documents granted me occupancy while preserving future ownership for him.
I had spent years making decisions around his safety.
Recovery required inviting his voice without making him responsible for adult burdens.
We waited.
Then one autumn afternoon, Liam said:
“I want to see the table room.”
The glass table was gone.
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Noelle’s cream sofa had been removed.
The dining area stood empty except