The discovery happened on a Tuesday afternoon, and it changed everything.
Ruby was in the nursery, putting away the twins' laundry. Xander had somehow managed to get jam on every single piece of clothing he owned, and Iris had decided that her favorite dress needed to be "aired out" by being left in the garden overnight. It had rained.
She was folding a tiny shirt when her hand brushed against the back of the headboard. Something felt wrong. There was a small lump, barely noticeable, hidden in the woodwork.
She ran her fingers over it again. It wasn't a knot in the wood. It was too regular. Too deliberate.
"Nicholas?" she called, her voice steady despite the sudden chill running down her spine. "Can you come here for a moment?"
He appeared in the doorway a moment later, his expression shifting from curiosity to concern when he saw her face. "What's wrong?"
"I don't know yet." She pointed to the headboard. "There's something there. Behind the wood."
