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Eve paused at the door, rain blowing in onto her face. She held up her wrist. The acorn charm swung.

She finished the sippy cups. She dried her hands. She walked to the guest room, pulled her single suitcase from under the bed, and packed in under ninety seconds. She didn’t take much—just clothes, her mother’s photo, and a copy she’d made of that bank statement on her phone. the au pair eve sweet

The previous au pair. The one the Thornes said “went back to Poland suddenly.” Eve paused at the door, rain blowing in onto her face