At 3 A.M., My Brother Dragged Me Out of My Bedroom While Dad Laughed—He Had No Idea What the Smoke Detector Had Recorded

I understood.

The evidence couldn’t be trustworthy only when I liked what it showed.

We reviewed the March 1 recording separately.

That was harder.

I could see myself near the bed.

Aaron entering.

The argument beginning.

The lamp falling.