My best friend had nowhere to go after her divorce, therefore I took her in.
All I asked was for her to babysit my 3-year-old son while I worked from 9 to 5.
She agreed with a smile.
One afternoon, I came home earlier than usual. I found the house strangely quiet.
My son was nowhere to be seen. My heart raced when I searched every room.
As I asked her where he was, she looked at me calmly and said,
“You can now… breathe.”
Continued on next page//
Pages: 1 2
