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the door and my stomach started to hurt. He closed the door and I
ran to the window to look out. He looked at his phone, shook his head and
turned it off. Hot damn.
    I did a happy
dance as I made my way up to the master suite to take my bath. I needed to soak
some of the knots out. Now what to do with myself? I’m a trained interior
designer but since moving from New York a couple years ago I’ve just been
taking jobs here and there as the mood strikes. Damien was one of those ‘I
don’t want my woman working outside the home types’. Another thing his monster
hated. She thinks he coddles me and has said as much on more than one occasion.
    With her out
of my life and not having to be her errand girl, my days were once again
entirely mine. What in the world was I going to do with myself? I had a great
idea as I climbed out of the tub. I felt excitement bubble up inside. Just
because I wasn’t ready to share my news didn’t mean I couldn’t do stuff for the
baby. It would be fun to just go look. I could do it on line but the weather
was so nice for a fall day in the south and I could do with some fresh air.
    Damien’s
warning was ringing through my head and I wondered what exactly it was that he
thought might happen. I wasn’t afraid of haggie or
her spawn, but he seemed genuinely concerned. Oh well, I wasn’t going to let it
bother me. I got dressed and headed out the door. My step was lighter and I
hadn’t a care in the world. My man loved me, that’s all I’d wanted to know and now
that I did, wasn’t nothing gonna stand in my way.
    I spent the
day flitting in and out of every children’s-boutique in the city. I don’t know
why I was bothering, Jackie Spinelli will never let
me hear the end of it if I went baby shopping without her. I had lunch alone at
an outdoor café and then headed home to get started on dinner. Tonight I was
going to make my baby something special to say thanks.
    As soon as I
hit the door I knew something was off. Things looked strange. It wasn’t that
anything was missing but things seemed out of place. I made my way up the
stairs to our room, not sure if I should just turn around and head back out,
but somehow I didn’t feel like there was anyone here.
    My lingerie
drawer had been gone through and pieces were missing. Someone had rifled
through my jewelry case and my nana’s ring was missing. I felt tears prick my
eyes. Only one person I know who would bypass the three big ass flat screen TVs
and all the other expensive shit we had laying around
to do that shit. I’ma have her ass arrested.

 
 
 
    I called the cops don’t think I
didn’t. I wasn’t about to give an inch. They were there when Damien showed up
looking all flustered. I was standing at the top of the landing when I heard
him barking at one of the cops. “Where’s my wife?”
    “Up here Dami , I’m fine.” He
rushed up the stairs and grabbed me. “Baby are you
okay?”
    “Just a little shaky.”
    “What the hell happened?”
    “Someone took nana’s ring and some of my underwear.”
    “What? that’s nuts, that doesn’t make any sense, why would someone…” He got it too.
    I’d made sure the cops printed the
drawers, the doorknobs any and everything she might’ve touched. Her prints
might be expected in certain parts of the house but not on my panty drawer the
perv.
    After the cops left I could see
him pacing back and forth like a caged animal. I knew what she wanted she
wanted contact. I say let the cops deal with it.
    I moved about the kitchen making
dinner while he ran his hands over his head over and over again. “This is nuts.
Why would she do this?”
    “To get a rise out of you. It’s a power play.”
    “Power for what? for fuck’s sake
what is going on? Why would anyone do a thing like this? This is not my mom,
I’ve never known her to be this vindictive, this…”
    “You never had a wife before.”
    “That’s it, we’re changing the
locks and if it turns out that she has the