The Woman Behind the Door
They stepped out of the car, feeling the heavy silence of the park. Noah walked up to the rusted door and knocked. A young woman finally answered.
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She looked exhausted, with dark circles under her eyes and a look of pure fear. At first, she tried to close the door, thinking they were debt collectors or police.
But then Noah spoke. “I’m Caleb’s father,” he said quietly. The woman’s expression shifted instantly from fear to absolute shock.
“You’re his father?” she whispered, her voice trembling. She opened the door wide and invited them in. “You have no idea what your son has been doing.”
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