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“I did.”
That honesty hurt more than another excuse would have.
My husband looked toward the hallway where his mother had disappeared.
“She was building a story before our son was even born.”
Nobody answered him.
Then my phone buzzed on the bedside table.
My husband picked it up because I couldn’t easily reach it.
There were several missed calls.
All from his mother.
Then another message appeared.
He read it once and went completely still.
“What?” I asked.
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He handed me the phone.
The message was short.
She had written that if he wanted the truth, he needed to check something she had left at home.
Underneath that was an address.
Our address.
My husband looked at me.
“I don’t want to leave you here alone.”
