“What about the text messages?”

I handed her five printed pages of exported group chat.

Brenda read through my sister Caroline’s messages without shifting in her seat.

She paused on a paragraph where Caroline used formal legal phrases like chronic structural negligence and persistent lack of developmental oversight.

“Caroline didn’t write this,” Brenda said, tapping her pen on the second paragraph.

“This is administrative language from a school district intake template.”

“Frank helped her,” I said.