My Son Came Home With a Concussion and Whispered, “Grandpa Said Daddy Wouldn’t Come”—Then a Camera at 8:17 Exposed What My Family Was Hiding
“A dark jacket.”
“Did he approach Toby?”
“I didn’t see him reach Toby.”
“Did he follow him?”
“Not that I can say.”
She frowned.
“I don’t want you putting words into my mouth, Aaron.”
I nodded.