My Daughter Mentioned ‘Her Other Mom and Dad’—I Wasn’t Ready for What Came Next

While we were driving home from preschool, she said it.

Her shoes were off, fruit snack on her leggings, staring out the window. Then came the bomb:

“Mom Lizzie says you’re the evil one. She’s the kind mom.”

My fingers went white on the wheel, yet I stayed calm.

At my mom’s house, during Tess’ nap, I checked the nanny cam I’d hidden months ago just in case.

And there it was. Lizzie on my couch, Daniel’s hand on her arm, a kiss on her temple.

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