Want to Know a Secret?

by Freida McFadden

There’s something strangely familiar about her, but I can’t seem to place her.

Too bad you don’t know the secret to making your husband happy. Unlike Courtney Burns.

I wanted to slap his secretery for her. Also, who the fuck is Courtney?

I know the secret of why Mark Tanner let you talk him into that other boy joining the team. And if you tell anyone about these messages, everyone in town will know it too.

WTF......

They say that what you do when you drive shows what kind of person you really are deep down.

Yet somehow somebody has a photograph of Mark and me taken during that one kiss, snapped through my living room window.

Julie seems to be the person to look at for these texts but we all know Freida.

This person means business.

No shit, April.

“I’m not Owen’s birth mother. His biological mother… died several years ago. He doesn’t even remember her. I adopted him after Sean and I got married.”

And as Maria walks away, she silently drops the necklace into the babysitter’s purse. Then she returns to the desk, smiling like nothing happened.

Oh my..... Damn Maria

Maria’s expression is impassive. “It doesn’t help to lie.”

Im in shock. Never cross Maria

It’s funny because I always thought of my friend Julie as the person you could never mess with. But as it turns out, Maria is not somebody to mess with either. I would never want this woman to be mad at me.

Ya think??

Julie

I really don't like Julie

I tried to read it—I really did. I got about two pages in, and I was just done. I simply couldn’t go on. I think it was the part where he was at the pet store, picking out varieties of birdseed. Life is too short to read boring books.

(My hands are clean—I have excellent hygiene when it comes to handwashing. The secret to good food is good sanitary practices.)

We don't need to know about your hygiene, April.

“April is just so generous,” she says. “She’s always got a treat for anyone who wants it.”

Kathy acting like she knows something.

“Gisele was introduced in the second chapter!”

Haha

Shh. Your husband is in the middle of a secret phone call.

Creepy af

I try not to touch anything, because I don’t want her to think I’ve been going through her purse,

Why is she going through her purse?

“April is my daughter,” she says. “And she is pure evil.”

“Tell her to let me go home. I won’t tell anyone. I swear. I’ll say she was with me the whole night.”

Excuse me??

“I… I don’t understand…” “The night that girl died.” There’s a spark of clarity in the older woman’s eyes. “I won’t tell the police she wasn’t with me. I promise. I won’t tell a soul.”

“Janet Portland was her daughter’s alibi for murder,” Peggy says. “Then a year later, Janet decided to stop being her alibi anymore. And now she’s here. On enough medications to kill a horse. You can connect the dots from there.”