PART 7 – The Dining Room Camera Was Something I Had Almost Forgotten About Until the Officers Began Asking About Our Home

The officers needed to examine the information connected to the security camera.

I stayed available to answer their questions.

I knew the camera's location.

I knew which part of the dining room it covered.

I also knew that the recordings could be important because they might show what happened before Lily became sick.

I kept thinking about the timing.

The surgeon had explained that the magnets had been inside her body for more than a full day.

That meant the incident had happened before I carried her to the emergency department.

It wasn't enough to know when I discovered the pain.

We needed to understand what had happened earlier.

I tried to remember Lily's ordinary movements around the house.

She was five.

She liked being near the adults.

She spent time in different rooms.

She depended on us to keep her safe.

I had never thought that something in our home could cause such serious harm.

Now every familiar place seemed different.

The officers continued their work.

Daniel remained close.

Patricia was still there.

I noticed that the conversation around me had become quieter.

Earlier, they had spoken as if they already knew what had happened.

Now there was another possibility.

The camera might provide information that none of us had considered.

I didn't know whether the footage would support my memories.

I didn't know whether it would show something unexpected.

I only wanted it examined.

I thought about the questions Officer Carter had asked me.

Who was responsible for the child?

Who looked after her most of the time?

Did I work outside the home?

I understood why the officers needed to establish those facts.

But I also understood that those questions alone could not explain how thirty-six magnets entered Lily's body.

Being her mother did not tell them who had been responsible.

Being home with her did not automatically make me guilty.

I had driven her to the hospital because she was in pain.

I had brought her for treatment.

I had answered the questions.

Now I had identified something that could help establish what happened.

I looked toward Daniel.

He seemed distracted.

I wondered whether he was thinking about the camera too.

I wondered whether he remembered it.

It had been part of our house for some time.

There was nothing unusual about its presence.

Yet I found myself thinking about the dining room more than any other room.

I remembered the table.

I remembered the chairs.

I remembered how ordinary everything had looked before that night.

I had never imagined that the same room could become part of a police investigation involving our daughter.

Patricia spoke quietly with Daniel.

I couldn't hear everything.

I didn't interrupt.

I was tired of listening to people discuss me while ignoring the question that mattered most.

What happened to Lily?

I wanted that question answered.

The medical team had already done what they could to save her.

They had operated.

They had removed the damaged section.

Now she needed time to recover.

I couldn't change what had happened inside her body.

But I could help the officers understand what had happened before she became ill.

I returned my attention to the camera.

I asked that the dining room recording be checked.

I wanted the investigation to follow the evidence wherever it led.

Even if the answer was something I hadn't expected.

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