Chapter 17 - The PhotographOne afternoon, Sarah found Lily looking at an old photograph.
It showed them together before the gallery incident.
Lily was wearing the same yellow dress.
Sarah sat beside her.
"Do you still think about that night?"
Lily nodded.
"Sometimes."
"Are you afraid?"
"A little."
Sarah pulled her closer.
"That's okay."
Lily looked at the photograph.
"But I also remember the camera."
Sarah smiled.
"The camera?"
"Yes."
Lily pointed toward the tiny red light visible in the background of the photograph.
"It saw what happened."
Sarah nodded.
"Sometimes the truth needs someone to see it."
Lily smiled.
"Maybe that's what art does too."
Sarah stared at her daughter.
And realized Lily had understood something adults often forgot.
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Both art and truth had one purpose.
To reveal what people tried to hide.
