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

When I found a drawer disturbed, I wrote it down.

When I asked Aaron about it, I recorded what he said.

Then I began doubting my own notes.

Because each time I confronted him, he sounded so certain.

“Madison, I wasn’t in your room.”

Or:

“I was looking for something Dad asked me to find.”

Or: