She Tried to Seduce Every Husband on the Street— Until the Women United (3 of 3)
Evelyn’s lips trembled. “Claire — he’s Ben. A friend from Briarwood.”
“A friend?” I repeated. “You brought a stranger here while you were watching my kids?”
Ben flashed a crooked grin. “Relax, lady. I’m just here to do a painting.”
But Daisy lunged, teeth bared, a deep, guttural bark exploding from her chest. Ben jumped to his feet, his bravado cracking as he backed away.
“Get their things,” I told Evelyn. “We’re leaving. Now.”
Tears slid down her face. “Please — he’s not dangerous. I didn’t think”
“That’s the problem,” I said. “You didn’t think.”
As we drove home, Lila and Oliver were quiet in the backseat. Daisy finally lay still, her head resting on my knee as if she’d been carrying the weight of this secret alone.
That night, as I watched her sleep, I understood: when everyone else was blind, she’d seen the truth. She hadn’t just protected my children.
She’d saved all of us.