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help, and a box of crackers shoved to the highest shelf. His walker was folded in the mudroom behind a laundry basket.
“Your parents knew he used the walker?” Carla asked.
“Yes.”
“And they stored it here?”
“Yes.”
Officer Ortiz’s expression darkened.
In my father’s office, things got worse. Officer Ortiz opened a drawer looking for emergency contact information continue reading …
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