She parked her car a few blocks from home and entered her house by the back door. She crouched down in front of her window, the one that afforded a view of her neighbor’s front door. Now, she would wait to see if her hunch was right.
Her legs were cramping when she saw her husband’s car drive by and park a few houses down the street. He doubled back on foot and went to the neighbor’s house. Before he could knock, the door opened and he slipped inside.
His Christmas isn’t going to be merry at all, she thought.
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