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RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad. Chapter one hundred and eighteen:
Two WeeksCaden’s POVDr. Mehta’s team worked for two weeks.Not dramatically. Not with the urgency of a television excavation where significant findings arrived every twenty minutes. The actual work of archaeological assessment was methodical and quiet and required a specific patience that David understood instinctively and that I was learning.Ground-penetrating radar first.Then soil sampling at controlled depths.Then the specific analysis that took time because it required time — the careful reading of what the ground had kept and what it meant.David went to the site every day.Sometimes twice.He stood at the perimeter of the assessment area with his notebook and watched and occasionally asked Dr. Mehta questions that she answered with the professional directness of someone who respected people who asked precise questions.I went four times in the two weeks.Not every day — I had Voss Industries, I had the board, I had the ongoing machinery of a company that didn’t pause for a
RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad. Chapter one hundred and seventeen:
MondayAria’s POVThe weekend between the groundbreaking and Monday was the strangest two days I’d had since the month everything happened.Not bad strange.Just — suspended. The specific quality of time when you know something significant is coming and the waiting has its own texture.We went to the site on Saturday.Just Caden and me. No ceremony, no group. Just us walking through the building in the morning, the centre quiet and empty the way new buildings are quiet before they’ve been inhabited enough to have their own sounds.I stood at the glass panel.Looked down at the foundation.My father’s foundation, visible, exactly as David had designed it.And below that — one point four metres down, in the dark of the soil — whatever the ground was remembering.“It’s down there,” I said.“Yes,” Caden said, beside me.“We can’t see it,” I said.“Not yet,” he said.“Monday,” I said.“Monday,” he said.I stood on the glass and looked down and thought about my father walking this ground in
RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad. Chapter one hundred and sixteen:
Bigger Than We ThoughtCaden’s POVJames called William at one in the morning.I heard William answer from the kitchen — his voice changing register the way it changed when something architectural had arrived that required full attention, the specific shift from conversational to focused.Aria was still on the floor beside me.Neither of us had moved.The kitchen floor had become the place we processed things apparently and we’d both decided that was fine.I texted James.What did you find.His response came while he was still on the phone with William.The soil survey. The organic material at one point four metres. I’ve been cross-referencing with the city’s historical geological records. Caden, that material is consistent with a specific type of deposit found at sites of prolonged human habitation going back significantly further than 1890.How far, I sent.Potentially pre-colonial, he sent. The composition. The depth. The specific markers the surveyors noted. A pause. I need to ta
RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad. Chapter one hundred and fifteen:
He KnewAria’s POVI read Thomas’s message three times.Each time the same words.He knew what was underneath. He chose it because of what was underneath.My father.Standing on that site in 1994.Feeling something in the ground.Choosing it not just because of zoning and price but because of what the place had always been.A gathering place.A hundred and thirty years of people coming together in that specific spot, the specific accumulated intention of a place that had been used for exactly this, over and over, before anyone thought to build anything permanent on it.And my father had felt it.And chosen it.And laid his foundation on top of all of it.And died before he could build what he’d started.And now we’d built it.On everything he’d felt.On everything that had been there before him.I sat down on the kitchen floor.Not dramatically. My legs just made the decision and I respected it the way I’d been respecting my legs’ decisions all year.Caden was beside me immediately.N
RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad. Chapter one hundred and fourteen:
What’s UnderneathCaden’s POVWilliam put the notebook on the kitchen table.The sketch was precise the way all his sketches were — the building in cross-section, the atrium above, the glass panel, and below it the foundation, and below that a layer he’d drawn in lighter lines, tentative, questioning.Something older.Something that had been there before David Cole laid his foundation in 1994.“How deep does the glass panel go,” I said.“The panel itself is surface level,” William said. “The foundation below it is approximately sixty centimetres of concrete and rebar, standard commercial construction for that era.” He pointed at the notebook. “But below that — James sent me the soil survey from last year. David commissioned it before breaking ground. I was looking at it tonight because I wanted to understand the August light angle and I needed the exact depth measurements.” He paused. “The survey flagged something at one point four metres.”“What kind of something,” Aria said.“The su
RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad. Chapter one hundred and thirteen:
What StaysAria’s POVThe light stayed on the foundation for eleven minutes.I know because William timed it.Of course he did.He’d been tracking light in buildings for fifty years and he wasn’t going to stop now just because this one was personal. He stood slightly to the side with his phone and timed it and when it moved on he said quietly — eleven minutes, seventeen seconds — and David wrote it in his notebook because David wrote everything in his notebook and neither of them found this strange.I found it wonderful.The specific, particular wonderful of people being exactly themselves at exactly the right moment.After the light moved on and the ceremony crowd had fully dispersed and it was just the family left in the building, we did what families apparently did after significant things — we stood around and talked about nothing specific and didn’t want to leave.Thomas was the last to go.He stood at the entrance for a moment before he walked out.Looked back.At the foundatio
RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad. Chapter Three
AriaI typed back immediately. Like an idiot.That’s creepy. That’s actually creepy and you know it.Then Is it.Not a question. A statement. The kind that sits in your chest and makes you feel things you shouldn’t.I locked my phone and threw it onto the cushion beside me and pressed my face int
RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad. Chapter four
AriaThe lock clicked.Loudest sound I’d ever heard in my life.I stepped back from the door, heart slamming so hard I could feel it in my throat, and waited. One second. Two. The towel was wrapped tight around my chest and my hair was dripping onto my shoulders and every single nerve ending I had
RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad. Chapter two
AriaI stared at that message for a solid four minutes.Then I typed back: Who is this?Three dots appeared immediately. Like he’d been waiting.You know who this is.I put the phone face down on the nightstand and pressed both hands over my face and just laid there in the dark doing absolutely no
RUINED BY DADDY: defiled by my stepdad. Chapter one:
ARIAMoving back in with my mother was already humiliating enoughAdd her rich, terrifyingly attractive husband into the equation and what you get is me, standing outside a mansion in Minnesota at four in the afternoon, suitcase in hand, seriously reconsidering every life choice that led to this mo
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