#Chapter 8: My Hero

Renee’s POV

I unlock the front door to my house. Before I turn the handle, I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to shake off today’s encounter. I can’t help but feel that I got away just by the skin of my teeth.

I push open the door, just wanting to be inside and shut off the rest of the world.

“Mommy!” Debbie comes running down the hall and wraps her arms around my thighs, almost knocking me over despite her size. I swear sometimes the love inside her is even bigger than she is.

“Hi girly,” I say and kiss the top of her head. Just then Margaux comes walking out the kitchen.

“Thank you,” I tell her for watching Debbie. “How was she?”

“Good, of course. You know that,” Margaux says with a grandmotherly smile. “I must go though, it’s bingo night!” I laugh and open the door for Margaux. Honestly, Margaux has been a better partner than Eric ever has.

She’s great with Debbie and actually appreciates that she’s frail since Margaux herself isn’t her once youthful self, she says and s