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<< . Riley . >>

A musical laughter fills my ears as I stroll inside the daycare. I know it’s Jessica. I have taken her to the park and library a few times. So far, I have learned she is the loudest among her age group.

“Riley!!!!” she exclaims as her face lights up with a bright smile. She runs towards me, her little arms outstretched. I scoop her up into my embrace. She looks too pretty in her adorable yellow cotton outfit with a ruffled neckline and satin ribbon waist. I have to give credit to Mikolaj that he doesn’t dress her up like a boy. Although she will look cute either way.

“Heyyy! How was your day?”

She waves goodbye to her friends without answering my question. I talk to her daycare teacher for a few minutes, then we make our way out. Jessica’s tiny hand clasps tightly in mine as we stroll in the parking lot. Out of instinct, I scan the parking lot. A white cruiser with tinted windows is parked. Did it follow us? I shake my head. I shouldn’t get worried.

“How was