Miranda’s eyes shifted in confusion. What exactly had played before her? “The whole time?” she asked.
Daniel’s nose poked through the torn silicone mask. His face came into a slow focus; a bashful smile touched his lips.
“The whole time?” she asked again. Her eyes took in the enormity of the events unfolding before her. Did her soon-to-be ex-husband really disguise himself as an elderly matron? Had he passed himself off as a nanny for the past few weeks? The truth sank. Her eyes narrowed to thin daggers which her forehead swallowed. “The whole time?” she spat through gritted teeth.