« I suppose you’ll find out soon enough. »
Before we could ask what she meant, she walked back inside.
An hour later, another neighbor arrived carrying a plate of chocolate chip cookies.
« I always bring these to new families, » she said warmly. Then her smile faded. « Nobody warned you? »
« About what? »
She glanced toward the tall cedar fence separating our yard from the house next door.
« The father. »
« What about him? »
« He’s raising seven children by himself. »
I blinked.
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