the truth.
Her children hadn’t been cleaning the neighborhood for months.
They had been secretly collecting evidence.
Their father had disappeared almost a year earlier after discovering that someone had been breaking into houses on our street.
The children had noticed a strange man watching our homes every Sunday.
Instead of telling anyone, they began documenting everything themselves.
The black trash bag was only a disguise.
They used their Sunday routine to move around unnoticed and hide copies of the photographs in safe places.
Then their mother pointed toward the
