“Yes,” Patricia said into her phone, loud enough for the hallway to hear. “Security to the women’s restroom near the baby store. There’s a man in here refusing to leave.”
I fixed Lily’s tabs, then reached for her sleeper.
“There is a man in the women’s restroom!” Patricia shouted through the doorway.
Lily wailed.
“I’m almost done,” I whispered.
Patricia moved toward me. “Pack up before they drag you out.”
I shifted Ivy higher. “Please step back. I’m holding one newborn and changing another.”
I zipped Lily halfway, tucked her safely against me, grabbed the diaper bag, and pushed the stroller into the hallway with my hip.
A small crowd had formed.
Patricia followed with her chin raised. “Do you understand who you’re talking to?”
I adjusted Lily’s blanket with my chin.
“My name is Patricia. I work for the largest rental management company in this city. I handle applications for half the apartment buildings around here. Now you’re wasting my time. I should be with my daughter.”
My stomach dropped.
After the funeral, I had applied for smaller apartments closer to Claire’s mother.
Patricia smiled when she saw my face change.
“One call,” she said, “and you’ll never find a place to live in this city again. I just need your name, and it’s all over.”
“That’s illegal.”
“People like you always think rules don’t apply.”
“You can’t threaten housing because I changed my babies.”
“I can protect my community from unstable people.”
I looked down at Ivy and Lily.
Then I looked back at her.
“You can call whoever you want, but you’re not going to shame me into failing my daughters.”
That was when a pregnant woman stopped outside, one hand resting on her belly. A tall man stood beside her.
“Mom. Stop.”
I did not know either of them yet, but Patricia clearly did.
“Paige,” Patricia said. “Don’t get involved. You too, Lucas.”
The man looked at Patricia. “I’m involved because I’m her husband.”
Paige stepped closer, her face pale. “I heard you, Mom. We both did.”
“This man was in the women’s restroom,” Patricia said.
“He told everyone why,” Paige answered. “I heard him apologize before he went in.”
Patricia’s jaw tightened. “When you have your baby, you’ll understand. A child needs its mother.”
Paige looked at me, then at Ivy and Lily.
“No,” she said. “Being pregnant is exactly why I understand how cruel you’re being.”
Lucas moved beside her, calm but firm.
“Our child is going to need both of us,” he said.
Patricia laughed once. “Of course. But mothers are different.”
“No,” Lucas said. “That’s where this ends.”
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