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My husband cooked dinner, and right after my son and I ate, we collapsed. Pretending

…and alert, just like I had hoped. Relief flooded through me, but I knew we couldn’t celebrate yet. We needed to act quickly and carefully.

As I lay there, I took a moment to collect my thoughts, steadying the adrenaline coursing through my veins. Our immediate priority was to ensure our safety and get help. I turned my head slightly toward Caleb, whispering so softly that only he could hear, “On my count, we’ll get up slowly and head toward the back door. Stay low and quiet.”

Caleb’s tiny fingers gave another reassuring twitch, and I knew he understood.

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