When I picked up my son from school, he said his dad went to pick up his sister

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“Dad went to pick up sis today,” my son, Leo, said from the backseat. “What sis? ” My hand tightened on the steering wheel. “Just sis! ” He fiddled with his backpack. “Dad said I couldn’t tell you, Mom. ” Red light. I slammed on the brakes. “Honey, what does sis look like? ” I tried to keep my voice steady. “She’s really pretty, with long hair. And she has a big Mickey Mouse backpack. ” “How old is she? ” “I don’t know. A little bit older than me, maybe. ” My son is five and a half. “Mom, what’s wrong? ” “Nothing. ” I forced a smile. “Mommy’s just a little tired today. ” My phone rang. It was Mark. I didn’t answer. Friday, 5:30 PM. As soon as we got home, I asked Leo directly, “Where is this sister? ” “Over on Willow Creek. ” He said innocently. “Dad took me there, and he bought me fries. ” “What’s the address? ” “I don’t know the house number, but it has a really big slide. ” Willow Creek. That’s an upscale neighborhood in the East District. Properties there cost a fortune. “How