Because she was worried her grandmother might see her injuries and get anxious, Effie cut herself some bangs before heading home.
With her new hairstyle, her grandmother lit up and said Effie looked years younger.
“If Lyman comes home and sees you like this,” her grandmother teased, “he’ll think he’s got a brand-new wife.”
Yet when Lyman finally did return, he didn’t seem to notice anything different. He didn’t even mention her hair.
Effie had assumed he hadn’t paid any attention. Turns out, he was just waiting for the right moment.
Lyman said quietly, “Don’t worry. Those people—I’ve already made sure they got what they deserved.”
Effie blinked. “Wait, didn’t the police already arrest them?”
He nodded. “Yeah, they’re in custody. But they dared to lay a hand on you. I made sure their time inside won’t be easy.”
Effie wrapped her arms around him and nestled into his chest, finding the most comfortable spot. “That’s enough. Really, that’s enough.”
He stroked her hair. “On my way home, I kept thinking—if your injuries had been worse, there’s no way I’d let them off so easily.”
She thought to herself, Thank goodness I remembered to put on ointment every day. Otherwise, this would have been a much bigger problem.
…
The next day, while Effie was at work, she received news that left her stunned.
“Shirley, could you come in for a moment?” Effie called out.
With that, she produced another photo, one she’d just received. It showed Shirley and Suzan talking, captured from just the right angle.
Shirley froze, her lips moving but no words coming out. No wonder Effie’s tone had been so serious when she called her in—this was what it was about.
Effie tilted her head. “Why? That’s a pretty tempting offer.”
“Besides what?” Effie pressed.
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