Chapter 26 - The Old WatchLena eventually found Sorrel's old smartwatch in a storage box.
The battery was dead.
The band was cracked.
“Mommy, what's this?”
Sorrel stared at it.
“My old watch.”
“What did it do?”
“Calls. Location. Recording.”
“Recording?”
Sorrel smiled.
“It helped Grandpa hear something important once.”
Lena looked at me.
“What?”
Sorrel answered before I could.
“Something an adult said when I was little.”
“Was the adult bad?”
“She did bad things.”
“Did the watch save you?”
Sorrel paused.
“No.”
I looked at her.
She continued:
“Grandpa came home. Then the watch helped prove I was telling the truth.”
That distinction mattered.
The watch didn't rescue her.
People acted.
Evidence helped.
Systems listened.
A child spoke.
The truth survived because enough pieces eventually connected.
Lena accepted that.
Then:
“Can I have a new watch?”
“No.”
“Why?”
“You're four.”
She looked at me.
“Grandpa?”
I shrugged.
“Ask your mother.”
Sorrel glared.
I smiled.
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I had finally learned something important about being a parent.
Sometimes loving a child meant knowing when to step back.
