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Yes 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 3744575762430148 🌟 GIVEAWAY ALERT 🌟<br /> <br /> In honor of National Nursing Week, we’re thrilled to announce a special giveaway to recognize the incredible dedication and hard work of our nurses. We will be gifting a well-deserved Signature Facial to a nurse in both our San Francisco and New York locations! <br /> <br /> To enter, simply nominate a nurse or put your own name in the hat by tagging them or commenting below. We’ll be selecting and announcing the lucky winners on Sunday, May 12th. Let’s show our appreciation for the outstanding nurses in our community. Thank you for all that you do! ✨ #NationalNursingWeek #NurseAppreciation #Giveaway #IsabelleMcLeodAesthetics CONTACT_US https://linktr.ee/isabellemcleod 111203061233752 Isabelle McLeod Aesthetics https://facebook.com/isabellemcleodsf 229 1 1,000,230,818,486,418 2024-05-10 02:00 person_profile eligible 0 0 NONE 0 0 1 0 Contact us 0 Isabelle McLeod Aesthetics 120209413410290670 linktr.ee NONE video https://linktr.ee/isabellemcleod 2024-05-10 10:43 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441963617_412982238354095_6042383981482870189_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=h68DiuqloNsQ7kNvgH_83R2&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYDyxhx6n5w5fImHtPHxnWRmYRIPT0isd_asdnz99aQoCA&oe=66447FFF person_profile 0 Isabelle McLeod https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441970221_431410672855970_7100263585614595651_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dzVLGCkQ3H8Q7kNvgH8cIR7&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYCZbZ2qroUygrg8nqLVOVNtacf4yHvT-z7u6p7umrpnLw&oe=66447333 0 3 Isabelle McLeod Aesthetics 0 0 2024-05-10 02:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 1090288256035344 4 Day, 3 Night Las Vegas Mother's Day Getaway Are you a Chicago land area Mom?<br /> <br /> Did you hear about our Mother&#039;s Day giveaway? It&#039;s a 4 Day, 3 Night Las Vegas, NV hotel certificate!<br /> <br /> Click the &#123;Learn More&#125; button below. LEARN_MORE https://form.jotform.com/241294232915051 152229831621507 Niko Insurance Group https://facebook.com/NikoInsure 1,489 1 411,602,641,691,913 2024-05-10 02:00 person_profile eligible 0 0 NONE 0 0 1 0 Learn more 0 Niko Insurance Group 6602369575099 form.jotform.com NONE image Please click the link to complete this form. https://form.jotform.com/241294232915051 2024-05-10 08:52 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441325047_1015643553323249_3070626752358831647_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iKg86dkBfoUQ7kNvgHuD2kQ&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYCJDGiPGBTLWQNTXM7mQyOuS_xASija0R8n6Vo2H2xYBQ&oe=66448F8A person_profile 0 NikoInsuranceGroup https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/442490838_1121392335646148_6890938767927976252_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Ox7nNJ4oOHAQ7kNvgEFnPyw&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYBmAyMcc_Mza9BeerZfBKGTrm87vBJLgEQpmdQxLIDTSQ&oe=66448A50 0 3 Niko Insurance Group 0 0 2024-05-10 02:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 808746847394524 Rebounderz Rohnert Park - Indoor Trampoline and Adventure Park May Party Giveaway!<br /> Here&#039;s how to WIN <br /> 1) Guess the total number of RED Skittles that are in the vase and tag TWO friends in the comments! šŸ¬<br /> 2) Like this post! šŸ‘<br /> Who ever guesses the closest number with OUT going over will be named the winner of a LEGENDARY FREE Rebounderz Party on Friday, May 31st, 2024<br /> This party includes:<br /> - HUGE Private Party Suite āœ…<br /> - 4 Yummy Large Pizzas šŸ•<br /> - Water Bottles for All 🚰<br /> - Access to our 40+ Game Arcade šŸ•¹ļø<br /> - 90 Minutes of ALL ACCESS for 20 participants to our ENTIRE facility šŸ˜Ž<br /> - Rebounderz T-shirt šŸ‘•<br /> - Dedicated Staff member for set up and clean up šŸ™‹ā€ā™€ļø šŸ™‹ā€ā™‚ļø<br /> - Socks for all participants 🧦<br /> - All Paper Products šŸ½ļø<br /> - So much MORE! šŸ’Æ<br /> Good luck and don&#039;t forget to share!! šŸ¤<br /> Want to book your party today? Give us a call or book online!<br /> Call Now! (707) 385-5867 ā˜Žļø<br /> Click The Link To Learn More And Book Now! <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.rebounderz.com%2Fcity%2Frohnert-park%2Fparties&amp;h=AT32OpDl6rSX7mMdZi9tjch07qsRbxWTpb_Irna7eeaTau6Etqgr25K-WF0zi81u4xYA9Cymxvs_YTCIaxUru0wKrAfl5TNXAGRdjVxPf9zgMQcfSfriPkCZumDXCOFIgoceNSDd08qyhs1lT67foduCLAo" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">https://www.rebounderz.com/city/rohnert-park/parties</a><br /> - Rebounderz Family CALL_NOW 638354796272155 Rebounderz Rohnert Park - Indoor Trampoline and Adventure Park https://facebook.com/RebounderzRohnertPark 14,522 1 749,378,290,694,049 2024-05-10 02:00 regular_page eligible 0 0 NONE 0 0 1 1 Call now 0 Rebounderz Rohnert Park - Indoor Trampoline and Adventure Park 120209788851920106 NONE image Welcome to Rebounderz Indoor Trampoline & Adventure Park! Sonoma County, Marin County and San Francis 2024-05-10 13:40 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438222719_3713870362236141_7950323130949693650_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=unELXXMp6VsQ7kNvgGI00Wt&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYCgoHcxwHN-sbCcYLJXDnJSWLK44HXV5n-nAq4swQn2cA&oe=664477F1 person_profile 0 Rebounderz Rohnert Park https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438304376_987407196422123_5275800545681976142_n.jpg?_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=BZ_tMF4WA6MQ7kNvgGOe_SP&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYDCIAZM1fRVx_fv0Qs1TUd0rVzz_tvlFycZu9iEPezpAw&oe=66449CB5 0 3 Rebounderz Rohnert Park - Indoor Trampoline and Adventure Park 0 0 2024-05-10 02:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 447623444528543 Exciting News Touch-A-Truck 2024 is almost here!! Saturday, June 1 at the Muskogee Civic Center, sensory hour from 9am-10am, followed by general admission 10am-2pm. <br /> <br /> In our excitement, we are giving away a family four-pack of tickets to this year&#039;s Touch-A-Truck event. Comment on this post or tag someone, share this post, and like our page for a chance to win. The winner will be announced on Monday, May 13. Good luck! MESSAGE_PAGE 191784217509178 Muskogee Touch-A-Truck https://facebook.com/muskogeetat 1,649 1 804,774,861,574,401 2024-05-10 02:00 person_profile eligible 0 0 NONE 0 0 1 0 Send message 0 Muskogee Touch-A-Truck 120208008542550053 NONE image 2024-05-10 11:26 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438173054_7551118901601996_923071964763617063_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8kpgn-RzkKEQ7kNvgGVzCKl&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYBU2Qm7kLAVv3rOGR_GPt29XXN0u4If21vDiF5aUPTghw&oe=66449289 person_profile 0 Muskogee Touch-A-Truck https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438165108_2076682379372552_8052142401716387668_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=R-NVVo7-GFcQ7kNvgHJMvV5&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYBgn2BgENIm0_1eaABpJg_0MIkFxAGhDJI6y-B7tVLOtg&oe=664498B4 0 3 Muskogee Touch-A-Truck 0 0 2024-05-10 02:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 1437420016898269 VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE http://instagram.com/sunzelofficial_ 104404481586839 Sunzel https://facebook.com/sunzelsportswear 123 1 1,557,776,475,175,457 2024-05-10 02:00 person_profile eligible 0 0 NONE 0 0 1 0 Visit Instagram Profile 0 Sunzel 120209362004650376 instagram.com NONE carousel http://instagram.com/sunzelofficial_ 2024-05-10 11:20 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438238671_1011036463983969_6089469505842657639_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tOzMASDhOTQQ7kNvgGPfzWK&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYCDp3NIW5cDBaBldII1p6sOJAaeDUeQSId2HpUfvDWwng&oe=664499CE person_profile 0 Sunzel Official https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438259765_477790664585132_4890045675595812049_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=f3IbjxOMc64Q7kNvgEMz1bz&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYCZ6apZFWDGl9T8S5ckFav48TwB8hqKfEB6urXoRgt9cA&oe=66449D81 0 3 Sunzel 0 0 2024-05-10 02:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 305374755942532 Temu is now giving away gifts for $0! Time is tickingā°Click the card get your gift today! #temu #shoptemu #temuhaul #freegift #giveaway SHOP_NOW https://www.temu.com/kuiper/un1.html?subj=feed-un& 103219685846470 Crossman werwer https://facebook.com/100089262483455 7,916 3 978,162,767,208,208 2024-05-10 02:00 person_profile eligible 0 0 NONE 0 0 1 0 Shop now 0 Shoptemu 120208134751650453 www.temu.com NONE video https://www.temu.com/kuiper/un1.html?subj=feed-un&_bg_fs=1&_p_mat1_type=3&_p_jump_id=722&_x_vst_scene=adg&locale_override=211~en~USD&goods_id=601099517988026&_p_rfs=1&_x_ads_channel=kol_metabca&_x_ads_sub_channel=influencer&_x_bg_adid=5978800&_x_ads_set={{campaign.id}}&_x_ads_id={{adset.id}}&_x_ads_creative_id={{ad.id}}&_x_ns_source={{site_source_name}}&_x_ns_placement={{placement}} 2024-05-10 11:21 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438222610_1631227590985320_7731478034697167768_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1SUIoVe_iuEQ7kNvgEkO7XA&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYD-GSnbQHNhFg6U6QZ1Q_gi1AqhOjl2M1PFD7jzAhgBig&oe=664491DA person_profile 0 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438305534_359630429916950_5845550727622742014_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hHZaC5D_BrMQ7kNvgH3azP6&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYDHk-vHHWZQ2lK4ASUfPAItc04LhWnXP29BoVfH-9M33g&oe=66448ADB 0 3 Crossman werwer 0 0 2024-05-10 02:00 View Edit
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No 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 806270711002613 Mother’s Day GIVEAWAY at Gyu Ichiro! šŸ„³šŸŽ‰ We’re giving out TWO LUCKY WINNERS a complimentary meal each at our restaurant! Enjoy the best AYCE Japanese BBQ with your loved ones this May! 🄰<br /> <br /> To join the giveaway<br /> 🌷 Follow us! (&#064;gyu_ichiro.nyc)<br /> 🌷 Like this post<br /> 🌷 Tag your friends in the comments (1 comment = 1 entry; the more friends you tag, the merrier your chances at winning)<br /> 🌷 Share this post to your story and tag &#064;gyu_ichiro.nyc<br /> <br /> *Prize is redeemable on weekdays till June 30, 2024<br /> *Giveaway entry period from May 10 - May 16, 2024<br /> *TWO lucky winners will be announced on May 17, 2024šŸ£ VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE http://instagram.com/gyu_ichiro.nyc 109570662164468 Gyu Ichiro ē‰›äø€éƒŽ - Bowery https://facebook.com/100093419537487 12 1 821,451,126,516,147 2024-05-10 02:00 person_profile eligible 0 0 NONE 0 0 1 0 Visit Instagram profile 0 Gyu Ichiro ē‰›äø€éƒŽ - Bowery 120208494076780302 instagram.com NONE video http://instagram.com/gyu_ichiro.nyc 2024-05-10 11:46 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438304548_2128557694195398_6530383793121592034_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=HNpP_wQnCS8Q7kNvgE_Ukml&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYALZ8YR-yfVgrr4s2h45T_Yrhotw0KomDT2NpI_bdsY-Q&oe=66449331 person_profile 0 Gyu Ichiro ē‰›äø€éƒŽ https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/425496681_370671019336412_2549105589505869008_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qRj5FYYzWvwQ7kNvgHJfUnr&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYCL8w3uVcxVeAVQdl0PXsb7xLEr12wE63vEZ1iYt2oSGA&oe=6644A02F 0 3 Gyu Ichiro ē‰›äø€éƒŽ - Bowery 0 0 2024-05-10 02:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 829110729238463 Bellissimo Pizza 🌺🌸🌼Mother&#039;s Day Giveaway Alert!🌼🌸🌺<br /> <br /> Treat your Mom to a special dining experience this weekend at BELLISSIMO and stand a chance to win fantastic prizes for Moms! šŸ¤©šŸŽŠšŸŽ‰šŸŽšŸ„³šŸ„¹šŸ’–<br /> <br /> šŸŒŸšŸ½ļøāœØ For every visit this Weekend starting today, write Mom&#039;s name on a slip and drop it into our MAGIC JAR šŸŖ„ and on Sunday, One lucky Mom will win our DELUXE MoM Gift! šŸŽšŸ¦‹šŸ’˜<br /> <br /> And that&#039;s not all! <br /> <br /> šŸŒŸšŸ“²āœØ Swing by our Facebook page, <br /> LIKE, SHARE, and COMMENT on this post to enter a chance for an EXCLUSIVE MoM Gift! šŸŽšŸ¦‹šŸ’˜<br /> <br /> šŸ”„šŸŒˆāœØ But hold onto your hats, because there&#039;s more magic to come! šŸŖ„šŸ’«šŸŒŸšŸ¤©šŸ„° #HappyMothersDay šŸŒøšŸ’– CALL_NOW 1653903428253659 Bellissimo Pizza https://facebook.com/BellissimoPizzaWV 4,923 1 463,929,212,965,132 2024-05-10 02:00 person_profile eligible 0 0 NONE 0 0 1 0 Call now 0 Bellissimo Pizza 6590633990172 NONE image Italian Restaurant Serves HOMEMADE Food with a Mediterranean Taste Freshly Made and Always Delicious 2024-05-10 11:37 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441326170_960427365395929_1352491990532774340_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XXMd80Aung4Q7kNvgGN9aqi&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYDR67gj34hyM7_a4YFlViV_tqbFCGpkfpVYpurHV7PPyA&oe=66449E0C person_profile 0 Bellissimo Pizza https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441353618_1016145266601294_8636982468849147620_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2pC_oKBnuOMQ7kNvgFc6yUs&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYBCFFq0ItlBjfRGdevgPfm6kvW9H6vnF88kkB5IaOPdKQ&oe=66447630 0 3 Bellissimo Pizza 0 0 2024-05-10 02:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 1486255208996313 VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE https://www.instagram.com/_u/bakitchenandbath 389611724522251 BA Kitchen & Bath Design LLC https://facebook.com/bakitchenandbathdesignllc 1,611 1 968,767,554,804,102 2024-05-10 02:00 person_profile eligible 0 0 NONE 0 0 1 0 Visit Instagram Profile 0 BA Kitchen & Bath Design LLC 6637323625809 instagram.com NONE carousel https://www.instagram.com/_u/bakitchenandbath 2024-05-10 08:34 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440434899_1151549629488941_8344980282935781959_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Xz0tbOcB9wYQ7kNvgFvbXeH&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYAJUBqTCOnjGm8eVT0fAIXGX2hbN54OOhqKhu8k00knMw&oe=66449665 person_profile 0 BA Kitchen & Bath Design https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438304190_1443206096315135_8804084394040012540_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=imeFSIqFWt8Q7kNvgGGNAV0&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYDMjS6OPWnrdKHilg_XzGwsO2Wne0OYrW5CQRMa80IM6A&oe=66448DC0 0 3 BA Kitchen & Bath Design LLC 0 0 2024-05-10 02:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 1142714200328506 šŸ’–GIVEAWAY🧊<br /> Ā <br /> Enter for a chance to win a nugget ice machine and a $100 ABC eGift Card, courtesy of Mom Water in honor of Mother’s Day.<br /> Ā <br /> Use your $100 eGift Card to stock your cooler with Mom Water Variety Packs online at <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.abcfws.com%2F&amp;h=AT0IK8UJ8TnNnkhVVGLGKfdya2ErKW0FOKhz-p7m5YcimRZ4Yxm8Fp1XVDtblhjqU6ZLnlMpTE-kDzTeyOG3hVATbirMU3Ye9X-asLQiQs5AClyQJishfM65Gu8nEVLAmAhfAqUDVoO7lXss6_fe6KFPDQY" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">www.abcfws.com</a> or by visiting your local ABC!<br /> Ā <br /> Follow the details below to enter. ā¬‡ļø<br /> 1ļøāƒ£ FOLLOW &#064;abcfinewinespirits and &#064;drinkmomwater<br /> 2ļøāƒ£ LIKE + SAVE this post<br /> 3ļøāƒ£ COMMENT TRUE OR FALSE Mom Water has 0 sugar, 0 carbs and no artificial flavors or preservatives<br /> 4ļøāƒ£ TAG who you’re sipping Mom Water with<br /> 5ļøāƒ£ SHARE to your stories for extra entries. Make sure to tag us!Ā Ā <br /> Ā <br /> The giveaway ends at 11:59 p.m. EST on 5/16/24 and is open to<br /> Florida residentsĀ 21+ only. One (1) winner will beĀ randomly selected on 5/17/24. No purchase isĀ necessary to enter or win.Ā <br /> Ā <br /> *Giveaways limited to one (1) prize per person, per calendar<br /> year.<br /> **Mom Water is not included.Ā <br /> Ā <br /> ā—REMINDER: The winner of ABC giveaways will be contacted by<br /> direct messageĀ ONLY from our verifiedĀ Instagram account.Ā We<br /> willĀ NOT ask for personal creditĀ card information.Ā Do<br /> NOTĀ provide any personalĀ information to spam/phishing accounts posing<br /> as ABC Fine Wine &amp; Spirits. These are fraudulent accountsĀ that should be reported.Ā Let usĀ know ifĀ you areĀ contacted by a fake<br /> account and contact Instagram toĀ report.Ā <br /> Ā <br /> #giveaway #alwaysbecelebrating #momwater #drinkmomwater #icemachine #giveaway2024 #readytodrink #readytodrinkcocktails #vodka #vodkawater #noncarbonated #mothersday #mothersday2024 VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE https://www.instagram.com/_u/abcfinewinespirits 102416295750 ABC Fine Wine & Spirits https://facebook.com/ABCFineWineSpirits 91,325 1 454,821,116,910,560 2024-05-10 02:00 regular_page eligible 0 0 NONE 0 0 1 1 Visit Instagram profile 0 ABC Fine Wine & Spirits 120208314869050455 www.instagram.com NONE video https://www.instagram.com/_u/abcfinewinespirits 2024-05-10 08:25 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438174482_801363548241643_244920877568656313_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YsxZqB8qJXEQ7kNvgGZF7Y1&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYAzHxIFQgUcjqwXiyv4HL0UH7Fwbj4RxuM-ekUB2NuMAw&oe=66448C29 person_profile 0 ABC Fine Wine & Spirits šŸ·šŸ„ƒšŸŗ https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438164195_324541700479722_2064927517814851667_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=0E3j_DEd9MEQ7kNvgERqwSJ&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYB4qbJThESzeJKCxOYVE0bihE9g4YGg5p3E0NAvrikVJw&oe=6644A753 0 3 ABC Fine Wine & Spirits 0 0 2024-05-10 02:00 View Edit
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No 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 1492233254661567 ā€˜Tis the season for self-care. ā˜€ļøšŸ«§ As summer quickly approaches, we’re giving away a FREE Perk Face or Lip Treatment from Hydrafacial at Sephora to get you feeling and looking your best! šŸ¤©šŸ’›āœØ TO ENTER: <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.instagram.com%2Fp%2FC6wH00eOdK8%2F%3Futm_source%3Dig_web_copy_link%26igsh%3DMzRlODBiNWFlZA%253D%253D&amp;h=AT1aOfzHCO-yBJOC9GYwDucQ3_prlm-BXwWIB3ck8BJhOVXCir5gPGnXT8LqSsBmOEX3dnfFSmwRTTM-cPHxS7A4NT-mtWjCc_8764uwIpKL4F3AOtCtuK47aPnLWUFU5z8TbG-ms-k_Ew" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.instagram.com/p/C6wH00eOdK8/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&amp;igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA%3D%3D</a> <br /> <br /> Giveaway closes at 9:00am on 5/14/24. Three face treatment winners and three lip treatment winners will be selected at random from Instagram entries and notified via DM on 5/14/24. Giveaway is not affiliated with Instagram. Winner must be a U.S. resident 18 years of age or older, and must be able to claim prize in person at RiverTown Crossings by 5/19/24. Official rules, link in IG bio. MESSAGE_PAGE 253699771162132 RiverTown Crossings https://facebook.com/ShopRiverTownCrossings 154 1 399,865,792,884,793 2024-05-10 02:00 person_profile eligible 0 0 NONE 0 0 1 0 Send message 0 RiverTown Crossings 120208218088570043 NONE image {"type":"VISUAL_EDITOR","version":2,"landing_screen_type":"welcome_message","media_type":"text","text_format":{"customer_action_type":"ice_breakers","message":{"ice_breakers":[{"title":"Can I make a purchase?"},{"title":"How much does this cost?"},{"title":"Can I see more products?"}],"quick_replies":[],"text":"Hi {{user_first_name}}! Please let us know how we can help you.","is_eligible_for_customized_greeting":false}},"image_format":{"customer_action_type":"quick_replies","message":{"attachment":{"type":"template","payload":{"template_type":"generic","elements":[{"title":"","buttons":[]}]}},"quick_replies":[{"title":"I'd like to learn more","content_type":"text"}],"text":"Hi {{user_first_name}}! Please let us know how we can help you.","is_eligible_for_customized_greeting":false}},"video_format":{"customer_action_type":"quick_replies","message":{"attachment":{"type":"video","payload":{"attachment_id":""}},"quick_replies":[{"title":"I'd like to learn more","content_type":"text"}],"text":"Hi {{user_first_name}}! Please let us know how we can help you.","is_eligible_for_customized_greeting":false}},"user_edit":false,"surface":"visual_editor_new","ai_generated_welcome_message_impression":false,"has_ai_generated_welcome_message":false} 2024-05-10 11:19 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440372952_2456599301397476_5460576848272802418_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=gB3QViu1mBkQ7kNvgFsfQsz&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYD3uy_lAPF-f7nteNRhcbOTArEhAVj-S7ahNuT1p-WXuw&oe=6644A003 person_profile 0 0 3 RiverTown Crossings 0 0 2024-05-10 02:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 1022295932797359 ✨Big news! I recently hit a major milestone and personal goal of mine, and to celebrate I’ll be giving away $750 šŸ¤‘(details below). <br /> <br /> I was interviewed by the Curious Objects podcast (The Magazine Antiques) on ā€œHow to Buy an Antique/Vintage Rug.ā€ Listen on Apple/Spotify, find links in my bio or stories today. My goal has never been to be an expert, but to learn alongside you all and be a helpful guide in the world of rugs; I hope you enjoy the podcast!<br /> <br /> šŸ’„GIVEAWAY: To celebrate this milestone I’ll be giving away 5 vouchers, each for $150 in store credit. <br /> <br /> šŸ‘‰TO ENTER:<br /> 1) like the post<br /> 2) comment below with something that stood out to you from the podcast, or a part of the discussion you’d like to me to continue.<br /> 3) Share in a post or your stories for an extra entry!<br /> <br /> Details: <br /> - On Friday, 5/17 at 10am EST I will randomly select and announce via stories 5 individuals as winners of the vouchers, and follow up via DM with your code.<br /> - Only 1 entry per person (or two, if you share)<br /> *This giveaway is not sponsored or endorsed by Instagram. 193545354859929 Weft&Wool https://facebook.com/weftandwool 87 1 7,685,513,964,843,776 2024-05-10 02:00 person_profile eligible 0 0 NONE 0 0 1 0 0 Weft&Wool 6560928222941 NONE image 2024-05-10 11:12 https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438161557_1190134765674767_610680869459350103_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=r4LhzBxbP-YQ7kNvgEM2kH0&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYBd3zgCD-DdK8hVd5__bWC_o5MdoNwY0IcDYQzu2iySCg&oe=6644984F person_profile 0 Weft & Wool | Vintage & Antique Rugs https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/441196244_963613705494307_2276092703731664985_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_CRhKtI7fRgQ7kNvgHvjqGv&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYBO6AR5-RG8_YYnqI0CMdv5fc6OV1XJIYGFzXMW2TknEQ&oe=66447719 0 3 Weft&Wool 0 0 2024-05-10 02:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 984967929633145 Thank you to all that shared our post this year. <br /> Here are the winners for the 2024 Basket Giveaway:<br /> <br /> Ann Bonsall<br /> Macie Frueh<br /> Tammy Martyn<br /> Kristy Elliott<br /> Derek Cooley<br /> Katie Baltus<br /> Jane Massop <br /> Casie Jo Pritzl<br /> Kenzie Kindelberger<br /> <br /> Stop by anytime we are open to pickup your baskets! 785268778272469 Buried Treasures Greenhouse https://facebook.com/buriedtreasuresgreenhouse 2,196 1 1,361,374,884,552,454 2024-05-10 02:00 person_profile eligible 0 0 NONE 0 0 1 0 0 Buried Treasures Greenhouse 6591262243206 NONE text 2024-05-10 11:11 https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/436373187_988084356208996_6161763911378843557_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tQo70nXSTq4Q7kNvgFbf-JH&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYA8hwvk_2xwdlTyEiVpQSLKrUNcx8hxqqIzuDEEQb9ecw&oe=664482A9 person_profile 0 0 3 Buried Treasures Greenhouse 0 0 2024-05-10 02:00 View Edit
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Yes 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 404325212602282 šŸ”„šŸ”„ Click to Read šŸ‘‰šŸ»šŸ‘‰šŸ» &quot;You didn&#039;t clean up the toys,&quot; Josie noted.<br /> Frank&#039;s eyes widened, then he dropped to his knees, as abruptly as if he&#039;d been shot, and began scooping Bratz dolls and their accessories into his arms.<br /> <br /> &quot;I don&#039;t want you to do it Josie snapped.<br /> He dropped the toys and stood up again without a word.<br /> He never leapt to do tasks the first time she asked; there was always a sigh and an &quot;In a sec, hon.&quot;<br /> Frank spread out his hands. &quot;It was only a few emails,&quot; he said. His eyes were wide and scared-looking. &quot;Just flirting. That&#039;s all it was.&quot;<br /> She practically spat her response: &quot;Bullshit.&quot;<br /> &quot;Okay, okay,&quot; Frank said. Frank&#039;s eyes suddenly darted up and to the right, then shot back down to fix on Josie. &quot;It was only kissing. It happened twice. That&#039;s all it was.&quot;<br /> &quot;Twice,&quot; she said.<br /> Frank nodded vigorously. &quot;Twice. Kissing. That&#039;s all—I&#039;m sorry, baby. I was drunk and it just— I&#039;m so sorry.&quot;<br /> Those nine words in the email: Sighhhh . . . Thought of you this morning in the shower.<br /> The first word had been the giveaway. It was the fingerprint, the failed alibi, the murder weapon. The other eight were merely supporting evidence.<br /> ————————<br /> SO THIS IS HOW you discover your husband is having an affair, Josie Moore thought.<br /> When you had children, you made rules not only for them but also for yourself.<br /> One of Josie&#039;s steadfast rules was: No fighting in front of the kids.<br /> Bickering, sure. She and Frank squabbled over his driving (too fast) and hers (he felt she was too timid when it came to changing lanes). Like every other couple she knew, they argued over the thermostat setting. <br /> They debated which movies to see (he loved Woody Allen; she hated him, and had even before the whole marrying-his-almost-stepdaughter situation). They never could agree on which restaurant to choose on their rare date nights, or when was the right time to leave a dinner party, or whose fault it was that Zoe&#039;s school permission slip hadn&#039;t been signed.<br /> Come to think of it, they bickered quite a lot.<br /> The glass door opened. Frank approached the car. Josie noted in a detached sort of way: he looked exactly the same.<br /> &quot;One Venti latte,&quot; Frank said, handing it to her with his crooked-teeth smile.<br /> She accepted it without comment. Without meeting his eyes.<br /> She saw Frank look at the empty cup holders, where they usually stuck their phones while driving. She saw him look down at Josie&#039;s lap. She turned to stare straight ahead.<br /> He didn&#039;t ask for his phone back. It was another detail she cataloged.<br /> He knows that I Josie thought.<br /> &quot;So, to the birthday party?&quot; Frank asked. Josie nodded.<br /> &quot;It&#039;s at Sky Zone, right?&quot; he said. This Josie ignored. Frank knew exactly where the party was. They&#039;d discussed it before pulling in to get lattes.<br /> She didn&#039;t want to speak to him, not at the moment. <br /> Nor did she want a sip of her latte. It all required too much energy, and on some instinctual level, she was aware she needed to stockpile hers for what was coming.<br /> &quot;Zoe Boey Boom-Ba-Booey,&quot; Frank suddenly burst into song. He banged his palms against the steering wheel, like it was a drum. &quot;How&#039;s my girl?&quot;<br /> &quot;Good,&quot; Zoe said, still focusing on her Nintendo DS.<br /> &quot;Why don&#039;t you put that away?&quot; Frank suggested. He glanced at Josie out of the corner of his eye. She remained silent.<br /> &quot;Tell you what, after the party, how about I make a fire and we do a cookout dinner?&quot; Frank suggested. &quot;Get some hot dogs and marshmallows and roast them in the fireplace?&quot;<br /> Frank was good about making dinnertime fun, Josie noted, as if she were a judge considering a felon, weighing his character references. He made breakfast for supper, he created living room cookout nights, he bought dough from Trader Joe&#039;s and stretched out crazy shapes for the kids to decorate with sauce and cheese. &quot;Circle pizzas are so last year,&quot; he&#039;d say. &quot;Here&#039;s a sunflower for you to decorate, madam.&quot;<br /> Frank kept sneaking glances at her. He still hadn&#039;t asked about his phone.<br /> He opened his mouth, then shut it. His hands tightened on the wheel. Zoe continued her game on her device. Izzy made a kind of grunting noise in her sleep.<br /> Josie pressed her feet harder back and imagined she could feel the phone against her heels.<br /> The email she wasn&#039;t meant to see was directly beneath a promotion from their local bookstore, offering a 15 percent off coupon. There was a new Thomas the Tank Engine book Izzy wanted, mostly because it came with a little track and toy train.<br /> Josie had touched the wrong line.<br /> There were so many ifs that could have changed the course of this day, and of her life, Josie thought as she watched the pavement disappear under the car&#039;s spinning wheels.<br /> If her index finger had landed a few millimeters higher, she would be blithely sipping her latte right now and asking Frank to swing by the bookstore on the way home.<br /> If Frank had been quicker in Starbucks—say, if that woman who&#039;d ordered four drinks hadn&#039;t been ahead of him—he might have made it out to the car before she&#039;d finished calling the pharmacy. She never would have glanced down at his email in-box, which had popped up when she&#039;d closed the phone screen.<br /> If Izzy had woken up before she&#039;d touched the wrong line, if the pharmacist had put her on hold, if Zoe hadn&#039;t been silently engrossed in her game and instead had distracted her with a question . . .<br /> Frank braked at a red light. He glanced at Josie, then reached for the radio and rapidly flipped through a half dozen stations before shutting it off. His posture was rigid.<br /> The bookstore had sent that coupon to their house by snail mail, too, as part of a bigger flyer advertising new releases.<br /> Josie had gotten the flyer just last week. She&#039;d flipped through it and had pulled out the little plastic coupon. She&#039;d meant to put the card in her wallet, but she&#039;d forgotten it in the stack of mail they kept in a basket on the dining room table.<br /> Josie was forever leaving things behind.<br /> If need be, she thought, she was capable of leaving her husband behind.<br /> &quot;DON&#039;T YOU DARE LIE to me&quot; were the first words Josie uttered.<br /> They stood on opposite sides of the living room, separated by the coffee table, the one Josie had chosen because its edges were soft and wouldn&#039;t hurt a child who tripped.<br /> Frank spread out his hands.<br /> &quot;It was only a few emails,&quot; he said. His eyes were wide and scared-looking.<br /> &quot;Just flirting. That&#039;s all it was.&quot;<br /> How was she so certain? Josie wondered. The email from a woman named Dana hadn&#039;t referenced any clandestine meeting. There were other, older emails from Dana—Josie had spotted them as she&#039;d scrolled through Frank&#039;s messages. But she hadn&#039;t read those. Not yet.<br /> &quot;Okay, okay,&quot; Frank said. Frank&#039;s eyes suddenly darted up and to the right, then shot back down to fix on Josie. &quot;It was only pecking. It happened twice. That&#039;s all it was.&quot;<br /> &quot;It was more than pecking,&quot; Josie said, this time feeling less certain.<br /> &quot;Only pecking,&quot; Frank repeated.<br /> &quot;Don&#039;t say &#039;only&#039;!&quot; Josie nearly shrieked.<br /> A chink formed in the thick wall holding back her emotions—just a tiny hole for her burst of fury to escape through before the wall resealed itself.<br /> &quot;I&#039;m sorry, I&#039;m sorry,&quot; Frank blurted. He stared at her as if she were a wild animal he&#039;d encountered on a hiking trail.<br /> Josie folded her arms across her chest.<br /> &quot;Twice,&quot; she said.<br /> Frank nodded vigorously. &quot;Twice. pecking. That&#039;s all—I&#039;m sorry, baby. I was drunk and it just— I&#039;m so sorry.&quot;<br /> &quot;Who is she?&quot; Josie asked. She didn&#039;t know anyone named Dana.<br /> &quot;No one,&quot; Frank said quickly. &quot;Just someone I met on a business trip.&quot;<br /> He was lying, she was fairly certain. But about which parts?<br /> &quot;You didn&#039;t clean up the toys,&quot; Josie noted.<br /> Frank&#039;s eyes widened, then he dropped to his knees, as abruptly as if he&#039;d been shot, and began scooping Bratz dolls and their accessories into his arms.<br /> &quot;I don&#039;t want you to do it Josie snapped.<br /> He dropped the toys and stood up again without a word.<br /> He never leapt to do tasks the first time she asked; there was always a sigh and an &quot;In a sec, hon.&quot;<br /> Was his sudden eagerness to please a troubling sign, perhaps an indication that things with Dana were more serious than Frank had admitted?<br /> This morning, she&#039;d been consumed with thoughts about getting to the grocery store, taking poor neglected Huck for a long walk—which would double as her own poor neglected exercise routine—and weeding through the stack of mail that accumulated every few days, paying the bills and tossing the junk.<br /> Her discovery was an axe, cleaving away everything extraneous. All that mattered were the nine words in the email she&#039;d seen on Frank&#039;s iPhone.<br /> Frank was waiting for whatever she would do next. His eyes beseeched her: Please Please let&#039;s stop this. Please let&#039;s make it go away.<br /> She could choose to believe him. If he could stop this, she could make it go away.<br /> Maybe she should do that now. Perhaps he wasn&#039;t lying.<br /> Only pecking, he&#039;d said. Only two times.<br /> His phone waited in the back of her closet.<br /> If she retrieved it and handed it to him, Frank would delete the messages. He&#039;d put a halt to the flirtation; Dana would dissolve away. <br /> Josie would pay more attention in the future, perhaps deliberately spot-checking his phone, or popping by his office unexpectedly. He&#039;d be on notice.<br /> Or she could climb the stairs and read through every single email. <br /> She could determine when this had started, and how far it had already gone.<br /> Josie still felt preternaturally calm, but her body began to shake, as if it were a separate entity in the throes of its own private, visceral reaction to her discovery.<br /> She wanted to know. But she also didn&#039;t want to know. <br /> No, that wasn&#039;t quite it. What she truly wanted was for the truth to be exactly what Frank had said it was. A few pecks, a few flirty messages. <br /> Something forgivable after a handful of therapy sessions and a couple of weeks of sleeping apart. <br /> After all, hadn&#039;t she, Josie, harbored a huge crush on a stay-at-home dad named Steve whose kid was in Zoe&#039;s class?<br /> She&#039;d acted like a schoolgirl, blushing whenever he&#039;d spoken to her and texting her friends a photograph of him when he&#039;d worn black running shorts that revealed his tanned, muscled legs.<br /> Maybe Frank&#039;s flirtation wasn&#039;t much worse than hers had been.<br /> Those nine words in the email: Sighhhh . . . Thought of you this morning in the shower.<br /> Josie paused, her hand on the bedroom doorknob, until her wave of nausea passed.<br /> &quot;Sweetie?&quot; Josie moved in front of the television, blocking Izzy&#039;s view to get her attention. &quot;Daddy needs you downstairs!&quot;<br /> &quot;Why?&quot; Izzy asked.<br /> &quot;I think he has a surprise. Something fun he wants to do with you. Maybe go to the grocery store for marshmallows,&quot; Josie said. &quot;Hurry!&quot;<br /> Frank was much better with electronics than she; Josie needed to keep him occupied in case he was capable of remotely erasing the messages from his phone. She didn&#039;t think he&#039;d dare do that, even if it was possible, because it would be such an admission of guilt. But she was reevaluating what she thought she&#039;d known about her husband.<br /> The thought propelled her to move a little faster. Josie went into the closet, pushed aside the bag of Goodwill clothing, and retrieved her purse. She brought it to the center of the bed and took out Frank&#039;s phone.<br /> She felt her chest grow tight. <br /> She wondered whether he&#039;d changed the code since meeting Dana. Frank was good with names—he was a people person—but he had a terrible memory for numbers.<br /> Josie paused, her hand on the bedroom doorknob, until her wave of nausea passed.<br /> &quot;Sweetie?&quot; Josie moved in front of the television, blocking Izzy&#039;s view to get her attention. &quot;Daddy needs you downstairs!&quot;<br /> &quot;Why?&quot; Izzy asked.<br /> &quot;I think he has a surprise. Something fun he wants to do with you. Maybe go to the grocery store for marshmallows,&quot; Josie said. &quot;Hurry!&quot;<br /> Frank was much better with electronics than she; Josie needed to keep him occupied in case he was capable of remotely erasing the messages from his phone. <br /> She didn&#039;t think he&#039;d dare do that, even if it was possible, because it would be such an admission of guilt. But she was reevaluating what she thought she&#039;d known about her husband.<br /> The thought propelled her to move a little faster. Josie went into the closet, pushed aside the bag of Goodwill clothing, and retrieved her purse. She brought it to the center of the bed and took out Frank&#039;s phone.<br /> She felt her chest grow tight. She wondered whether he&#039;d changed the code since meeting Dana.<br /> Frank was good with names—he was a people person—but he had a terrible memory for numbers. His pass codes were always simple, and he rarely changed them. He&#039;d asked her to keep a record of the last one, which was 2244.<br /> &quot;I think I can remember that,&quot; she&#039;d said, laughing.<br /> She tapped it in. The iPhone opened itself to her.<br /> His pass codes were always simple, and he rarely changed them. He&#039;d asked her to keep a record of the last one, which was 2244.<br /> &quot;I think I can remember that,&quot; she&#039;d said, laughing.<br /> She tapped it in. The iPhone opened itself to her. 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Yes 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 384510457920081 šŸ”„šŸ”„ Click to Read šŸ‘‰šŸ»šŸ‘‰šŸ» &quot;You didn&#039;t clean up the toys,&quot; Josie noted.<br /> Frank&#039;s eyes widened, then he dropped to his knees, as abruptly as if he&#039;d been shot, and began scooping Bratz dolls and their accessories into his arms.<br /> <br /> &quot;I don&#039;t want you to do it Josie snapped.<br /> He dropped the toys and stood up again without a word.<br /> He never leapt to do tasks the first time she asked; there was always a sigh and an &quot;In a sec, hon.&quot;<br /> Frank spread out his hands. &quot;It was only a few emails,&quot; he said. His eyes were wide and scared-looking. &quot;Just flirting. That&#039;s all it was.&quot;<br /> She practically spat her response: &quot;Bullshit.&quot;<br /> &quot;Okay, okay,&quot; Frank said. Frank&#039;s eyes suddenly darted up and to the right, then shot back down to fix on Josie. &quot;It was only kissing. It happened twice. That&#039;s all it was.&quot;<br /> &quot;Twice,&quot; she said.<br /> Frank nodded vigorously. &quot;Twice. Kissing. That&#039;s all—I&#039;m sorry, baby. I was drunk and it just— I&#039;m so sorry.&quot;<br /> Those nine words in the email: Sighhhh . . . Thought of you this morning in the shower.<br /> The first word had been the giveaway. It was the fingerprint, the failed alibi, the murder weapon. The other eight were merely supporting evidence.<br /> ————————<br /> SO THIS IS HOW you discover your husband is having an affair, Josie Moore thought.<br /> When you had children, you made rules not only for them but also for yourself.<br /> One of Josie&#039;s steadfast rules was: No fighting in front of the kids.<br /> Bickering, sure. She and Frank squabbled over his driving (too fast) and hers (he felt she was too timid when it came to changing lanes). Like every other couple she knew, they argued over the thermostat setting. <br /> They debated which movies to see (he loved Woody Allen; she hated him, and had even before the whole marrying-his-almost-stepdaughter situation). They never could agree on which restaurant to choose on their rare date nights, or when was the right time to leave a dinner party, or whose fault it was that Zoe&#039;s school permission slip hadn&#039;t been signed.<br /> Come to think of it, they bickered quite a lot.<br /> The glass door opened. Frank approached the car. Josie noted in a detached sort of way: he looked exactly the same.<br /> &quot;One Venti latte,&quot; Frank said, handing it to her with his crooked-teeth smile.<br /> She accepted it without comment. Without meeting his eyes.<br /> She saw Frank look at the empty cup holders, where they usually stuck their phones while driving. She saw him look down at Josie&#039;s lap. She turned to stare straight ahead.<br /> He didn&#039;t ask for his phone back. It was another detail she cataloged.<br /> He knows that I Josie thought.<br /> &quot;So, to the birthday party?&quot; Frank asked. Josie nodded.<br /> &quot;It&#039;s at Sky Zone, right?&quot; he said. This Josie ignored. Frank knew exactly where the party was. They&#039;d discussed it before pulling in to get lattes.<br /> She didn&#039;t want to speak to him, not at the moment. <br /> Nor did she want a sip of her latte. It all required too much energy, and on some instinctual level, she was aware she needed to stockpile hers for what was coming.<br /> &quot;Zoe Boey Boom-Ba-Booey,&quot; Frank suddenly burst into song. He banged his palms against the steering wheel, like it was a drum. &quot;How&#039;s my girl?&quot;<br /> &quot;Good,&quot; Zoe said, still focusing on her Nintendo DS.<br /> &quot;Why don&#039;t you put that away?&quot; Frank suggested. He glanced at Josie out of the corner of his eye. She remained silent.<br /> &quot;Tell you what, after the party, how about I make a fire and we do a cookout dinner?&quot; Frank suggested. &quot;Get some hot dogs and marshmallows and roast them in the fireplace?&quot;<br /> Frank was good about making dinnertime fun, Josie noted, as if she were a judge considering a felon, weighing his character references. He made breakfast for supper, he created living room cookout nights, he bought dough from Trader Joe&#039;s and stretched out crazy shapes for the kids to decorate with sauce and cheese. &quot;Circle pizzas are so last year,&quot; he&#039;d say. &quot;Here&#039;s a sunflower for you to decorate, madam.&quot;<br /> Frank kept sneaking glances at her. He still hadn&#039;t asked about his phone.<br /> He opened his mouth, then shut it. His hands tightened on the wheel. Zoe continued her game on her device. Izzy made a kind of grunting noise in her sleep.<br /> Josie pressed her feet harder back and imagined she could feel the phone against her heels.<br /> The email she wasn&#039;t meant to see was directly beneath a promotion from their local bookstore, offering a 15 percent off coupon. There was a new Thomas the Tank Engine book Izzy wanted, mostly because it came with a little track and toy train.<br /> Josie had touched the wrong line.<br /> There were so many ifs that could have changed the course of this day, and of her life, Josie thought as she watched the pavement disappear under the car&#039;s spinning wheels.<br /> If her index finger had landed a few millimeters higher, she would be blithely sipping her latte right now and asking Frank to swing by the bookstore on the way home.<br /> If Frank had been quicker in Starbucks—say, if that woman who&#039;d ordered four drinks hadn&#039;t been ahead of him—he might have made it out to the car before she&#039;d finished calling the pharmacy. She never would have glanced down at his email in-box, which had popped up when she&#039;d closed the phone screen.<br /> If Izzy had woken up before she&#039;d touched the wrong line, if the pharmacist had put her on hold, if Zoe hadn&#039;t been silently engrossed in her game and instead had distracted her with a question . . .<br /> Frank braked at a red light. He glanced at Josie, then reached for the radio and rapidly flipped through a half dozen stations before shutting it off. His posture was rigid.<br /> The bookstore had sent that coupon to their house by snail mail, too, as part of a bigger flyer advertising new releases.<br /> Josie had gotten the flyer just last week. She&#039;d flipped through it and had pulled out the little plastic coupon. She&#039;d meant to put the card in her wallet, but she&#039;d forgotten it in the stack of mail they kept in a basket on the dining room table.<br /> Josie was forever leaving things behind.<br /> If need be, she thought, she was capable of leaving her husband behind.<br /> &quot;DON&#039;T YOU DARE LIE to me&quot; were the first words Josie uttered.<br /> They stood on opposite sides of the living room, separated by the coffee table, the one Josie had chosen because its edges were soft and wouldn&#039;t hurt a child who tripped.<br /> Frank spread out his hands.<br /> &quot;It was only a few emails,&quot; he said. His eyes were wide and scared-looking.<br /> &quot;Just flirting. That&#039;s all it was.&quot;<br /> How was she so certain? Josie wondered. The email from a woman named Dana hadn&#039;t referenced any clandestine meeting. There were other, older emails from Dana—Josie had spotted them as she&#039;d scrolled through Frank&#039;s messages. But she hadn&#039;t read those. Not yet.<br /> &quot;Okay, okay,&quot; Frank said. Frank&#039;s eyes suddenly darted up and to the right, then shot back down to fix on Josie. &quot;It was only pecking. It happened twice. That&#039;s all it was.&quot;<br /> &quot;It was more than pecking,&quot; Josie said, this time feeling less certain.<br /> &quot;Only pecking,&quot; Frank repeated.<br /> &quot;Don&#039;t say &#039;only&#039;!&quot; Josie nearly shrieked.<br /> A chink formed in the thick wall holding back her emotions—just a tiny hole for her burst of fury to escape through before the wall resealed itself.<br /> &quot;I&#039;m sorry, I&#039;m sorry,&quot; Frank blurted. He stared at her as if she were a wild animal he&#039;d encountered on a hiking trail.<br /> Josie folded her arms across her chest.<br /> &quot;Twice,&quot; she said.<br /> Frank nodded vigorously. &quot;Twice. pecking. That&#039;s all—I&#039;m sorry, baby. I was drunk and it just— I&#039;m so sorry.&quot;<br /> &quot;Who is she?&quot; Josie asked. She didn&#039;t know anyone named Dana.<br /> &quot;No one,&quot; Frank said quickly. &quot;Just someone I met on a business trip.&quot;<br /> He was lying, she was fairly certain. But about which parts?<br /> &quot;You didn&#039;t clean up the toys,&quot; Josie noted.<br /> Frank&#039;s eyes widened, then he dropped to his knees, as abruptly as if he&#039;d been shot, and began scooping Bratz dolls and their accessories into his arms.<br /> &quot;I don&#039;t want you to do it Josie snapped.<br /> He dropped the toys and stood up again without a word.<br /> He never leapt to do tasks the first time she asked; there was always a sigh and an &quot;In a sec, hon.&quot;<br /> Was his sudden eagerness to please a troubling sign, perhaps an indication that things with Dana were more serious than Frank had admitted?<br /> This morning, she&#039;d been consumed with thoughts about getting to the grocery store, taking poor neglected Huck for a long walk—which would double as her own poor neglected exercise routine—and weeding through the stack of mail that accumulated every few days, paying the bills and tossing the junk.<br /> Her discovery was an axe, cleaving away everything extraneous. All that mattered were the nine words in the email she&#039;d seen on Frank&#039;s iPhone.<br /> Frank was waiting for whatever she would do next. His eyes beseeched her: Please Please let&#039;s stop this. Please let&#039;s make it go away.<br /> She could choose to believe him. If he could stop this, she could make it go away.<br /> Maybe she should do that now. Perhaps he wasn&#039;t lying.<br /> Only pecking, he&#039;d said. Only two times.<br /> His phone waited in the back of her closet.<br /> If she retrieved it and handed it to him, Frank would delete the messages. He&#039;d put a halt to the flirtation; Dana would dissolve away. <br /> Josie would pay more attention in the future, perhaps deliberately spot-checking his phone, or popping by his office unexpectedly. He&#039;d be on notice.<br /> Or she could climb the stairs and read through every single email. <br /> She could determine when this had started, and how far it had already gone.<br /> Josie still felt preternaturally calm, but her body began to shake, as if it were a separate entity in the throes of its own private, visceral reaction to her discovery.<br /> She wanted to know. But she also didn&#039;t want to know. <br /> No, that wasn&#039;t quite it. What she truly wanted was for the truth to be exactly what Frank had said it was. A few pecks, a few flirty messages. <br /> Something forgivable after a handful of therapy sessions and a couple of weeks of sleeping apart. <br /> After all, hadn&#039;t she, Josie, harbored a huge crush on a stay-at-home dad named Steve whose kid was in Zoe&#039;s class?<br /> She&#039;d acted like a schoolgirl, blushing whenever he&#039;d spoken to her and texting her friends a photograph of him when he&#039;d worn black running shorts that revealed his tanned, muscled legs.<br /> Maybe Frank&#039;s flirtation wasn&#039;t much worse than hers had been.<br /> Those nine words in the email: Sighhhh . . . Thought of you this morning in the shower.<br /> Josie paused, her hand on the bedroom doorknob, until her wave of nausea passed.<br /> &quot;Sweetie?&quot; Josie moved in front of the television, blocking Izzy&#039;s view to get her attention. &quot;Daddy needs you downstairs!&quot;<br /> &quot;Why?&quot; Izzy asked.<br /> &quot;I think he has a surprise. Something fun he wants to do with you. Maybe go to the grocery store for marshmallows,&quot; Josie said. &quot;Hurry!&quot;<br /> Frank was much better with electronics than she; Josie needed to keep him occupied in case he was capable of remotely erasing the messages from his phone. She didn&#039;t think he&#039;d dare do that, even if it was possible, because it would be such an admission of guilt. But she was reevaluating what she thought she&#039;d known about her husband.<br /> The thought propelled her to move a little faster. Josie went into the closet, pushed aside the bag of Goodwill clothing, and retrieved her purse. She brought it to the center of the bed and took out Frank&#039;s phone.<br /> She felt her chest grow tight. <br /> She wondered whether he&#039;d changed the code since meeting Dana. Frank was good with names—he was a people person—but he had a terrible memory for numbers.<br /> Josie paused, her hand on the bedroom doorknob, until her wave of nausea passed.<br /> &quot;Sweetie?&quot; Josie moved in front of the television, blocking Izzy&#039;s view to get her attention. &quot;Daddy needs you downstairs!&quot;<br /> &quot;Why?&quot; Izzy asked.<br /> &quot;I think he has a surprise. Something fun he wants to do with you. Maybe go to the grocery store for marshmallows,&quot; Josie said. &quot;Hurry!&quot;<br /> Frank was much better with electronics than she; Josie needed to keep him occupied in case he was capable of remotely erasing the messages from his phone. <br /> She didn&#039;t think he&#039;d dare do that, even if it was possible, because it would be such an admission of guilt. But she was reevaluating what she thought she&#039;d known about her husband.<br /> The thought propelled her to move a little faster. Josie went into the closet, pushed aside the bag of Goodwill clothing, and retrieved her purse. She brought it to the center of the bed and took out Frank&#039;s phone.<br /> She felt her chest grow tight. She wondered whether he&#039;d changed the code since meeting Dana.<br /> Frank was good with names—he was a people person—but he had a terrible memory for numbers. His pass codes were always simple, and he rarely changed them. He&#039;d asked her to keep a record of the last one, which was 2244.<br /> &quot;I think I can remember that,&quot; she&#039;d said, laughing.<br /> She tapped it in. The iPhone opened itself to her.<br /> His pass codes were always simple, and he rarely changed them. He&#039;d asked her to keep a record of the last one, which was 2244.<br /> &quot;I think I can remember that,&quot; she&#039;d said, laughing.<br /> She tapped it in. The iPhone opened itself to her. 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No 2024-05-10 19:27 active 773 0 407632718811777 šŸ”„šŸ”„ Click to Read šŸ‘‰šŸ»šŸ‘‰šŸ» &quot;You didn&#039;t clean up the toys,&quot; Josie noted.<br /> Frank&#039;s eyes widened, then he dropped to his knees, as abruptly as if he&#039;d been shot, and began scooping Bratz dolls and their accessories into his arms.<br /> <br /> &quot;I don&#039;t want you to do it Josie snapped.<br /> He dropped the toys and stood up again without a word.<br /> He never leapt to do tasks the first time she asked; there was always a sigh and an &quot;In a sec, hon.&quot;<br /> Frank spread out his hands. &quot;It was only a few emails,&quot; he said. His eyes were wide and scared-looking. &quot;Just flirting. That&#039;s all it was.&quot;<br /> She practically spat her response: &quot;Bullshit.&quot;<br /> &quot;Okay, okay,&quot; Frank said. Frank&#039;s eyes suddenly darted up and to the right, then shot back down to fix on Josie. &quot;It was only kissing. It happened twice. That&#039;s all it was.&quot;<br /> &quot;Twice,&quot; she said.<br /> Frank nodded vigorously. &quot;Twice. Kissing. That&#039;s all—I&#039;m sorry, baby. I was drunk and it just— I&#039;m so sorry.&quot;<br /> Those nine words in the email: Sighhhh . . . Thought of you this morning in the shower.<br /> The first word had been the giveaway. It was the fingerprint, the failed alibi, the murder weapon. The other eight were merely supporting evidence.<br /> ————————<br /> SO THIS IS HOW you discover your husband is having an affair, Josie Moore thought.<br /> When you had children, you made rules not only for them but also for yourself.<br /> One of Josie&#039;s steadfast rules was: No fighting in front of the kids.<br /> Bickering, sure. She and Frank squabbled over his driving (too fast) and hers (he felt she was too timid when it came to changing lanes). Like every other couple she knew, they argued over the thermostat setting. <br /> They debated which movies to see (he loved Woody Allen; she hated him, and had even before the whole marrying-his-almost-stepdaughter situation). They never could agree on which restaurant to choose on their rare date nights, or when was the right time to leave a dinner party, or whose fault it was that Zoe&#039;s school permission slip hadn&#039;t been signed.<br /> Come to think of it, they bickered quite a lot.<br /> The glass door opened. Frank approached the car. Josie noted in a detached sort of way: he looked exactly the same.<br /> &quot;One Venti latte,&quot; Frank said, handing it to her with his crooked-teeth smile.<br /> She accepted it without comment. Without meeting his eyes.<br /> She saw Frank look at the empty cup holders, where they usually stuck their phones while driving. She saw him look down at Josie&#039;s lap. She turned to stare straight ahead.<br /> He didn&#039;t ask for his phone back. It was another detail she cataloged.<br /> He knows that I Josie thought.<br /> &quot;So, to the birthday party?&quot; Frank asked. Josie nodded.<br /> &quot;It&#039;s at Sky Zone, right?&quot; he said. This Josie ignored. Frank knew exactly where the party was. They&#039;d discussed it before pulling in to get lattes.<br /> She didn&#039;t want to speak to him, not at the moment. <br /> Nor did she want a sip of her latte. It all required too much energy, and on some instinctual level, she was aware she needed to stockpile hers for what was coming.<br /> &quot;Zoe Boey Boom-Ba-Booey,&quot; Frank suddenly burst into song. He banged his palms against the steering wheel, like it was a drum. &quot;How&#039;s my girl?&quot;<br /> &quot;Good,&quot; Zoe said, still focusing on her Nintendo DS.<br /> &quot;Why don&#039;t you put that away?&quot; Frank suggested. He glanced at Josie out of the corner of his eye. She remained silent.<br /> &quot;Tell you what, after the party, how about I make a fire and we do a cookout dinner?&quot; Frank suggested. &quot;Get some hot dogs and marshmallows and roast them in the fireplace?&quot;<br /> Frank was good about making dinnertime fun, Josie noted, as if she were a judge considering a felon, weighing his character references. He made breakfast for supper, he created living room cookout nights, he bought dough from Trader Joe&#039;s and stretched out crazy shapes for the kids to decorate with sauce and cheese. &quot;Circle pizzas are so last year,&quot; he&#039;d say. &quot;Here&#039;s a sunflower for you to decorate, madam.&quot;<br /> Frank kept sneaking glances at her. He still hadn&#039;t asked about his phone.<br /> He opened his mouth, then shut it. His hands tightened on the wheel. Zoe continued her game on her device. Izzy made a kind of grunting noise in her sleep.<br /> Josie pressed her feet harder back and imagined she could feel the phone against her heels.<br /> The email she wasn&#039;t meant to see was directly beneath a promotion from their local bookstore, offering a 15 percent off coupon. There was a new Thomas the Tank Engine book Izzy wanted, mostly because it came with a little track and toy train.<br /> Josie had touched the wrong line.<br /> There were so many ifs that could have changed the course of this day, and of her life, Josie thought as she watched the pavement disappear under the car&#039;s spinning wheels.<br /> If her index finger had landed a few millimeters higher, she would be blithely sipping her latte right now and asking Frank to swing by the bookstore on the way home.<br /> If Frank had been quicker in Starbucks—say, if that woman who&#039;d ordered four drinks hadn&#039;t been ahead of him—he might have made it out to the car before she&#039;d finished calling the pharmacy. She never would have glanced down at his email in-box, which had popped up when she&#039;d closed the phone screen.<br /> If Izzy had woken up before she&#039;d touched the wrong line, if the pharmacist had put her on hold, if Zoe hadn&#039;t been silently engrossed in her game and instead had distracted her with a question . . .<br /> Frank braked at a red light. He glanced at Josie, then reached for the radio and rapidly flipped through a half dozen stations before shutting it off. His posture was rigid.<br /> The bookstore had sent that coupon to their house by snail mail, too, as part of a bigger flyer advertising new releases.<br /> Josie had gotten the flyer just last week. She&#039;d flipped through it and had pulled out the little plastic coupon. She&#039;d meant to put the card in her wallet, but she&#039;d forgotten it in the stack of mail they kept in a basket on the dining room table.<br /> Josie was forever leaving things behind.<br /> If need be, she thought, she was capable of leaving her husband behind.<br /> &quot;DON&#039;T YOU DARE LIE to me&quot; were the first words Josie uttered.<br /> They stood on opposite sides of the living room, separated by the coffee table, the one Josie had chosen because its edges were soft and wouldn&#039;t hurt a child who tripped.<br /> Frank spread out his hands.<br /> &quot;It was only a few emails,&quot; he said. His eyes were wide and scared-looking.<br /> &quot;Just flirting. That&#039;s all it was.&quot;<br /> How was she so certain? Josie wondered. The email from a woman named Dana hadn&#039;t referenced any clandestine meeting. There were other, older emails from Dana—Josie had spotted them as she&#039;d scrolled through Frank&#039;s messages. But she hadn&#039;t read those. Not yet.<br /> &quot;Okay, okay,&quot; Frank said. Frank&#039;s eyes suddenly darted up and to the right, then shot back down to fix on Josie. &quot;It was only pecking. It happened twice. That&#039;s all it was.&quot;<br /> &quot;It was more than pecking,&quot; Josie said, this time feeling less certain.<br /> &quot;Only pecking,&quot; Frank repeated.<br /> &quot;Don&#039;t say &#039;only&#039;!&quot; Josie nearly shrieked.<br /> A chink formed in the thick wall holding back her emotions—just a tiny hole for her burst of fury to escape through before the wall resealed itself.<br /> &quot;I&#039;m sorry, I&#039;m sorry,&quot; Frank blurted. He stared at her as if she were a wild animal he&#039;d encountered on a hiking trail.<br /> Josie folded her arms across her chest.<br /> &quot;Twice,&quot; she said.<br /> Frank nodded vigorously. &quot;Twice. pecking. That&#039;s all—I&#039;m sorry, baby. I was drunk and it just— I&#039;m so sorry.&quot;<br /> &quot;Who is she?&quot; Josie asked. She didn&#039;t know anyone named Dana.<br /> &quot;No one,&quot; Frank said quickly. &quot;Just someone I met on a business trip.&quot;<br /> He was lying, she was fairly certain. But about which parts?<br /> &quot;You didn&#039;t clean up the toys,&quot; Josie noted.<br /> Frank&#039;s eyes widened, then he dropped to his knees, as abruptly as if he&#039;d been shot, and began scooping Bratz dolls and their accessories into his arms.<br /> &quot;I don&#039;t want you to do it Josie snapped.<br /> He dropped the toys and stood up again without a word.<br /> He never leapt to do tasks the first time she asked; there was always a sigh and an &quot;In a sec, hon.&quot;<br /> Was his sudden eagerness to please a troubling sign, perhaps an indication that things with Dana were more serious than Frank had admitted?<br /> This morning, she&#039;d been consumed with thoughts about getting to the grocery store, taking poor neglected Huck for a long walk—which would double as her own poor neglected exercise routine—and weeding through the stack of mail that accumulated every few days, paying the bills and tossing the junk.<br /> Her discovery was an axe, cleaving away everything extraneous. All that mattered were the nine words in the email she&#039;d seen on Frank&#039;s iPhone.<br /> Frank was waiting for whatever she would do next. His eyes beseeched her: Please Please let&#039;s stop this. Please let&#039;s make it go away.<br /> She could choose to believe him. If he could stop this, she could make it go away.<br /> Maybe she should do that now. Perhaps he wasn&#039;t lying.<br /> Only pecking, he&#039;d said. Only two times.<br /> His phone waited in the back of her closet.<br /> If she retrieved it and handed it to him, Frank would delete the messages. He&#039;d put a halt to the flirtation; Dana would dissolve away. <br /> Josie would pay more attention in the future, perhaps deliberately spot-checking his phone, or popping by his office unexpectedly. He&#039;d be on notice.<br /> Or she could climb the stairs and read through every single email. <br /> She could determine when this had started, and how far it had already gone.<br /> Josie still felt preternaturally calm, but her body began to shake, as if it were a separate entity in the throes of its own private, visceral reaction to her discovery.<br /> She wanted to know. But she also didn&#039;t want to know. <br /> No, that wasn&#039;t quite it. What she truly wanted was for the truth to be exactly what Frank had said it was. A few pecks, a few flirty messages. <br /> Something forgivable after a handful of therapy sessions and a couple of weeks of sleeping apart. <br /> After all, hadn&#039;t she, Josie, harbored a huge crush on a stay-at-home dad named Steve whose kid was in Zoe&#039;s class?<br /> She&#039;d acted like a schoolgirl, blushing whenever he&#039;d spoken to her and texting her friends a photograph of him when he&#039;d worn black running shorts that revealed his tanned, muscled legs.<br /> Maybe Frank&#039;s flirtation wasn&#039;t much worse than hers had been.<br /> Those nine words in the email: Sighhhh . . . Thought of you this morning in the shower.<br /> Josie paused, her hand on the bedroom doorknob, until her wave of nausea passed.<br /> &quot;Sweetie?&quot; Josie moved in front of the television, blocking Izzy&#039;s view to get her attention. &quot;Daddy needs you downstairs!&quot;<br /> &quot;Why?&quot; Izzy asked.<br /> &quot;I think he has a surprise. Something fun he wants to do with you. Maybe go to the grocery store for marshmallows,&quot; Josie said. &quot;Hurry!&quot;<br /> Frank was much better with electronics than she; Josie needed to keep him occupied in case he was capable of remotely erasing the messages from his phone. She didn&#039;t think he&#039;d dare do that, even if it was possible, because it would be such an admission of guilt. But she was reevaluating what she thought she&#039;d known about her husband.<br /> The thought propelled her to move a little faster. Josie went into the closet, pushed aside the bag of Goodwill clothing, and retrieved her purse. She brought it to the center of the bed and took out Frank&#039;s phone.<br /> She felt her chest grow tight. <br /> She wondered whether he&#039;d changed the code since meeting Dana. Frank was good with names—he was a people person—but he had a terrible memory for numbers.<br /> Josie paused, her hand on the bedroom doorknob, until her wave of nausea passed.<br /> &quot;Sweetie?&quot; Josie moved in front of the television, blocking Izzy&#039;s view to get her attention. &quot;Daddy needs you downstairs!&quot;<br /> &quot;Why?&quot; Izzy asked.<br /> &quot;I think he has a surprise. Something fun he wants to do with you. Maybe go to the grocery store for marshmallows,&quot; Josie said. &quot;Hurry!&quot;<br /> Frank was much better with electronics than she; Josie needed to keep him occupied in case he was capable of remotely erasing the messages from his phone. <br /> She didn&#039;t think he&#039;d dare do that, even if it was possible, because it would be such an admission of guilt. But she was reevaluating what she thought she&#039;d known about her husband.<br /> The thought propelled her to move a little faster. Josie went into the closet, pushed aside the bag of Goodwill clothing, and retrieved her purse. She brought it to the center of the bed and took out Frank&#039;s phone.<br /> She felt her chest grow tight. She wondered whether he&#039;d changed the code since meeting Dana.<br /> Frank was good with names—he was a people person—but he had a terrible memory for numbers. His pass codes were always simple, and he rarely changed them. He&#039;d asked her to keep a record of the last one, which was 2244.<br /> &quot;I think I can remember that,&quot; she&#039;d said, laughing.<br /> She tapped it in. The iPhone opened itself to her.<br /> His pass codes were always simple, and he rarely changed them. He&#039;d asked her to keep a record of the last one, which was 2244.<br /> &quot;I think I can remember that,&quot; she&#039;d said, laughing.<br /> She tapped it in. The iPhone opened itself to her. 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