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But after Zoey came home, he changed.
“Maybe he thinks she’s a puppy,” I joked once, trying to lighten the mood. But Rose just looked worried.
“He doesn’t even sleep anymore,” she whispered. “He’s always watching.”
We tried to see it as endearing. Beau, the guardian. Beau, the protector.
But when Claire entered the picture, things took a turn.
Claire was our nanny. We hired her when sleep deprivation made us feel like zombies. She came recommended, had a calm voice, a warm smile, and was great with babies. The first time she held Zoey, she cooed so gently it made Rose tear up.
But Beau? He hated her on sight.Continue reading…
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