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Chapter 26 - THE SECOND PHONEThree years after the bruises, the cheap second phone stopped charging.

I had kept it in a drawer.

Most evidence had long been copied, authenticated, and preserved through lawyers.

The device itself no longer mattered.

I took it to an electronics-recycling event.

Dad came with me because he had old laptops.

He saw the phone.

“That one?”

“Yes.”

He looked at it.

“Want to keep it?”

“No.”

“Sure?”

“Yes.”

I smiled.

“You always ask now.”

Dad smiled back.

“I learn slowly.”

I dropped the phone into the collection bin.

No dramatic destruction.

No hammer.

No fire.

A technician probably dismantled it for parts.

Good.

The phone had served one purpose.

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It gave me a place where Julian could not erase what I was seeing.

Eventually I did not need a secret device to believe myself.

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