Chapter 25: Watching Myself

Don't do it, I warn myself. You'll only get yourself more worked up. But I can't help myself. I need to know, once and for all.

I grab the camera and turn it on. I pull up the video on the digital screen on the back, take a deep breath, and play it.

My heart thuds in my throat as the recording begins. But the light in the room was fairly dim at the time, and the screen on the camera is too small for me to see much besides Luca and me rolling around on the ground.

I need a bigger screen. Right now.

Tucking the camera under my arm, I return to the rec room and the large television. Frantically, I search for a cable or some other way to connect the camera, but all I see are a few carefully hidden wires going back into the wall behind the screen.

I run back around the corner into the movie vault. Sure enough, I find a cubby in the wall housing the Blu-Ray player, cable box, and other assorted television attachments - including a cable that hooks right into the camera. I connect it, sw