The delivery guy’s scribbled note sent me rushing to my backyard trash cans, where I discovered something chilling. His cryptic warning may have saved my family from a terrifying fate, but the danger was far from over.I often order food delivery when I’m too tired to cook for my kids. Over time, we grew close to Ravi, the delivery guy in our area. He’d always chat with Kai and Isla, high-fiving them before leaving. But last Tuesday night was different.When Ravi arrived, he seemed very nervous. Fidgety. He shoved the food into my hands and bolted back to his car without a word. “What’s up with Ravi?” Kai asked, peering out the window. I shrugged, watching Ravi’s tail lights disappear down the street. “No idea, buddy. Maybe he’s in a hurry.”
Life’s leveled up! The hubby and his crew can’t get enough of this meal, so I’m always on backup cooking duty.
PARENTS KEPT THEIR BABY HIDDEN TO SHIELD HER FROM PEOPLE’S CURIOUS LOOKS. NOW, AT THE AGE OF 2, SHE LOOKS BEAUTIFUL
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