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I was the villain.
I looked up at the security monitor.
Dad was out of the car again.
He was walking around the perimeter of the house with a flashlight. He was checking the windows.
My heart rate spiked.
He wasn’t just waiting anymore.
He was looking for a way in.
I watched him try to slide the dining room window up.
Locked.
He moved to the basement window.continue reading …
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