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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

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