The Goth Woman Across the Hall Never Spoke to Anyone *Then 0ne Night She Knocked on My Door Holding My Two-Year-Old Daughter and Said, ‘Your Husband Doesn’t Know I Saw Him’/

“You’ve spoken to her?”

“No. That’s the point. Normal people say hello.”

“That is a weird standard.”

I was a little afraid of her.

“I’m serious, Claire. Don’t get friendly with her.”

“Why would I?”

He shrugged. “I’ve seen her staring at Daisy.”

“Maybe she just likes kids.”

“You always give people the benefit of the doubt.” He smiled. “Sometimes too much.”

That made me watch Charlotte more carefully.