Her Quiet Vengeance
hael's mother, Susan,
ost popular bakery in town. Her a
ed on the baby sleeping in the bassinet I
al. Susan had never
bandoned,
nd him?" She raised a pe
," I replied, kee
intly of cinnamon. "Well, at least there's
openly. Michael always let her. He'd pat my hand and say, "We're trying, Mom." A lie. He was
at Ethan. We'd settled on Ethan last night.
" I con
he mused. "Has a
brands. She implied, more than once, that Michael's "kindness" in taking in a stray
ed and
ft, I focus
lothes, the most educational toys. I rea
cian said he
me, a satisfied
ah," he'd say. "Better
lightly naive wife, grateful for th
was asleep, researching. No idea about the discree
ntioned a woman named Jessica. A cocktai
e starting to
ient. I h
Michael's lies anymor
was a
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