AT THANKSGIVING DINNER, MY DAUGHTER

My husband, Peter, was putting the finishing touches on the turkey while I checked that everyone was comfortable. Little did I know that the holiday would come with more surprises than anticipated. Our daughter, Emma, an expressive eight-year-old with endless curiosity, had been unusually quiet all evening, though she kept glancing out the window as if expecting someone, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her dress. She also couldn’t sit still. It wasn’t unusual for Emma to have her head in the clouds. I assumed she was waiting for her cousins to arrive or perhaps was just excited for the Thanksgiving meal. But as Peter offered her a smile from across the table, she didn’t smile back, and her restlessness began to tug at my attention. I was about to carve the turkey after everyone had taken their seat, and Peter was ready by my side to begin dishing out slices when, out of nowhere, our daughter surprised us by standing on her chair. Her tiny frame somehow commanded the entire room’s attention.

Her voice was steady but loud enough to cut through every other conversation. “And where is SHE?!” The room fell utterly silent. I felt my stomach drop, the kind of nauseating plummet that leaves you cold. My parents and in-laws exchanged wary looks, and even Peter stalled mid-air in what he was doing. My brain scrambled to catch up with the moment. Despite the knotted feeling in my chest, I asked, “Who, sweetie?” “The woman Dad keeps hidden in our shed, mummy!” she blurted out, her innocent face twisted with confusion. The woman in our shed? “What are you talking about, sweetie?” I asked, my voice trembling, my pulse racing as I cast a look at Peter, whose face had turned a ghostly shade of white. Emma’s expression was fierce, her little hands planted on her hips, her eyes fixed on her father. “The woman who lives in the shed! I saw her with my OWN eyes! Dad goes to see her when you’re out shopping or at work.”I dropped the knife I was holding, and a murmur swept around the table as all eyes turned to stare at Peter. He looked back at me, then at Emma, completely at a loss for words. The minutes seemed to stretch endlessly, each second thick with uncomfortable tension. “Emma,” I said softly, forcing myself to smile for the sake of everyone around the table, “come I think there’s been a misunderstanding.” But our daughter wasn’t letting go. She tugged on my hand, grabbing it insistently.“No, Mom! She’s there right now! I saw her in the shed last week. Come on, let’s go to the shed and bring her here.”The unease in Peter’s eyes only deepened as he shifted uncomfortably under the weight of everyone’s stares. After a few tense beats, he finally nodded. “Emily… I think… we should talk.”As he moved away from the table, he motioned for me to follow. My heart was in my throat as I glanced back at the table, trying to reassure our family with a forced smile before following Peter out the back door. I followed, prepared to see anyone, but not this.We crossed the yard in silence, each step toward the shed thick with a sense of dread. I’d never given much thought to that old shed tucked behind a row of wooden fences, just a dusty place for tools and garden supplies like lawnmowers, spades, and such.But now, I could feel my palms grow clammy, my mind racing with thoughts I wasn’t ready to confront. Peter stopped just outside the door, hesitating before looking at me with an expression I could barely recognize.“I’m sorry, Emily,” he said softly, his voice cracking. “I didn’t mean for it to come out this way.”With a slow creak, he pushed open the door. Inside, huddled in the dim light, was a woman. She wasn’t the young, glamorous mistress that my worst fears had conjured. Instead, she was a weary-looking woman in her 50s, dressed in worn clothes, her hair streaked with gray.She looked up at us with eyes that held a sorrow I could feel in my bones.

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