My Neighbor Dug Holes in His Backyard Every Weekend – Then the Police Suddenly Arrived One Morning

on the porch. Inside were bread, milk, eggs, apples, peanut butter, and a box of cereal Noah loved but I hadn’t been able to buy in months.

Lily appeared behind me, rubbing sleep from her eyes. “Mom… where did that come from?”

“I don’t know.”

“Did someone leave it for us?”

I stared out at the empty street, unease crawling slowly through my chest.

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