I Thought Our New Neighbor Was Just Being Friendly With My Husband Until I Saw His Reaction to a Note She Handed Him
The note was written in purple ink on a page torn from a spiral notebook, and by the time I reached Dakota’s front steps I had crushed it into a ball in my fist. I could hear Tony behind me in the street. “Jennifer! Jen, wait. Please.” I didn’t wait. I didn’t look back….
