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I picked up a slime-making kit with an evil smile. Emma loved slime, and Derek and Savannah could deal with the mess. It had glitter in it. I showed it to Laura, who responded with an identical evil smile and a thumbs-up. When she heard I was going to the amusement park with Derek and Emma tomorrow, she’d insisted we go shopping for toys. Nothing extravagant, just fun little surprises I could bring my daughter to show her I was thinking of her. Browsing the sticker aisle, my mind drifted back to the scene with Savannah and that strange man earlier. Something very strange was going on there. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I’d be willing to bet money that he wasn’t a random stranger. Their body language was too intimate. Laura nudged me with her elbow and held up a stuffed rabbit with ears as long as her forearm. Its long, silky fur was pink shading to purple. I smiled and nodded. That man was giving me serious danger vibes, but Savannah’s life wasn’t my problem. I wasn’t go

“Hey! You there! What are you doing!” someone yelled. The angel who saved my life looked like an elderly lady in a pink tracksuit. Her eyes were wide and shocked and she’d dropped her cotton candy to point at us and scream. I’d noticed all this in a split second. My mind was in overdrive, everything slow motion and too bright, looking for some way, any way, out of the mess I was in.My attacker faltered, relaxing his hold. I was able to take a breath and remembered the afternoon Rodrigo and Mark had spent running me through self-defense drills. Dear god, where were they?“If someone gets a garrote around your neck, you’re pretty much dead,” Rodrigo had said. “But if you can, turn to face them, to take the pressure off your throat, and punch them in the groin. Then run like hell.” Lucky for me, my would-be killer was a sadist who stopped to gloat instead of getting down to business. I fell back against my attacker and turned around, clawing at his groin. I found something soft a

Emma waved a squishy bunny toy. “Look, Mom!” she said. “Nicholas gave it to me!” She yawned delicately, covering her face with her hand.I smiled at the paramedic and thanked him. He finished packing up and waved goodbye. Ethan showed me and Adrian his squishy fish. The children looked rumpled and tearstained, but seemed to have bounced back from their scary experience with the resilience of youth. We started making our slow way back to our parked cars. Rodrigo and Mark were at the rear, looking downcast as Derek berated them. The words “fucking useless” floated up and I cast an irritated glance at my ex-husband. He could at least watch his language around the children. Besides, it wasn’t their fault. Savannah had called them away. Apparently, as Derek’s new girlfriend, she outranked his ex-wife. And needed two bodyguards to feel safe enough to go to the bathroom. I snorted and muttered a low “ow” as pain shot through my throat. Every time I swallowed I felt it. It was bruised and