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Chapter 7 - Grant Recruited Sophie Into His Version of Reality

This was the part I struggled to forgive longest.

Not the money.

Not even the slap.

Sophie.

Grant bought her the black notebook about six months before the dining-room incident.

He told me it was:

for school.

She liked:

writing.

I thought nothing of it.

He told Sophie privately:

“Mom’s been forgetting things since Grandpa died.”

True enough.

Then:

“It helps to keep track.”

She began noting:

dates.

At first exactly what he asked.

Mom cried this morning.

Mom forgot my water bottle.

Mom got mad at Dad.

Then Sophie noticed something.

Dad only wanted:

bad things

about Mom.

When Sophie wrote:

Mom helped me with science, Grant told her:

“That isn’t important.”

When she wrote:

Dad yelled, he said:

“Don’t write about adult arguments.”

She became confused.

Then afraid.

So she started a second section.

Hidden beneath:

stickers.

Dad says not to tell Mom about notebook.

Dad says judge might ask me questions.

Dad says if I choose him Mom will get help.

That last sentence broke:

me.

Grant later insisted he did not mean Sophie should:

choose.

His explanation was that if a custody evaluation ever became necessary, honesty would:

“force Claire to address her mental health.”

He had converted:

threat

into:

treatment.

Classic.

Then came the USB.

One Saturday Grant left the family laptop open in his home office.

Sophie wanted to print:

a school worksheet.

She saw a folder on the desktop:

SOPHIE / CLAIRE – PRIVATE

Children click things.

Inside were:

screenshots,

photos,

Grant’s incident spreadsheet,

bank records,

draft letters,

a document titled:

TEMPORARY CUSTODY FACTS

and another folder:

SOPHIE ACCOUNT

Sophie recognized:

her name.

She opened it.

Saw statements.

Transfer confirmations.

Numbers meant little.

One thing did not.

Several transfer descriptions contained:

WRP Capital

Grant’s company.

Sophie knew WRP was:

Dad’s work.

She had used USB drives at school to move presentation files.

There was one in her backpack.

She copied:

the folder.

Not because she understood:

evidence preservation.

Because Grant had told her:

“Important things disappear if you don’t save them.”

His lesson.

Applied to:

him.

Then she taped the drive inside:

her notebook.

For almost three weeks she carried it everywhere.

Waiting for an adult she trusted enough to:

tell.

That became:

May you like

Evelyn.

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