Every Babysitter We Hired Quit Without a Word—So My Husband Put on a Wig, Applied for the Job, and Uncovered the Truth

the back of her dress.

Diane had taken the photograph from the hallway.

“She cropped it,” I said.

Carla nodded.

“Later, I found the original on your digital picture frame. I realized she had manipulated it.”

“Did you confront her?”

“Yes.”

“What did she say?”

“That I was too naive to protect a child.”

Carla’s voice shook.

“Then she told me the agency would ruin continue reading …