The detective placed the tablet in the middle of the hospital consultation room and pressed play.
For several seconds, nobody spoke.
The security footage showed my parents’ kitchen from a high corner near the doorway.
The image was wide enough to capture the refrigerator, the table, and nearly every person in the room.
Ruby appeared first, small and bright in her yellow dress, holding the dessert plate with both hands.
My mother stood behind her.
“Can I have this?” Ruby asked on the recording.
My mother’s voice came through clearly.
“Of course, baby.
Help yourself.”
Vanessa shifted in her chair beside the wall.
My father stared at the dark screen of his phone.
My mother looked down at her hands.
The video continued.
Ruby ate slowly while I sat across from her.
Then Vanessa entered the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.
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