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The-Housemaid-Is-Watching-by-Freida-McFadden-(The-Housemaid-#3):“You-must-be-our-new-neighbors!”-Mrs-Lowell-gushes-and-waves-across-the-picket-fence.-I-clutch-my-daughter’s-hand-and-smile-back:-but-the-second-Mrs-Lowell-sees-my-husband-a-strange-expression-crosses-her-face.-In-that-moment-I-make-a-promise.-We-finally-have-a-family-home.-My-past-is-far,-far-behind-us.-And-I’ll-do anything to-keep-it-that-way…I-used-to-clean-other-people’s-houses—now,-I-can’t-believe-this-home-is-actually mine.-The-charming-kitchen,-the-quiet-cul-de-sac,-the-huge-yard-where-my-kids-can-play.-My-husband-and-I-saved-for-years-to-give-our-children-the-life-they-deserve.Even-though-I’m-wary-of-our-new-neighbor-Mrs-Lowell,-when-she-invites-us-over-for-dinner-it’s-our-chance-to-make-friends.-Her-maid-opens-the-door-wearing-a-white-apron,-her-hair-in-a-tight-bun.-I-know-exactly-what-it’s-like-to-be-in-her-shoes.-But-her-cold-stare-gives-me-chills…The-Lowells’-maid-isn’t-the-only-strange-thing-on-our-street.-I’m-sure-I-see-a-shadowy-figure-watching-us.-My-husband-leaves-the-house-late-at-night.-And-when-I-meet-a-woman-who-lives-across-the-way,-her-words-chill-me-to-the-bone: Be-careful-of-your-neighbors .Did-I-make-a-terrible-mistake-moving-my-family-here?I-thought-I’d-left-my-darkest-secrets-behind. But-could-this-quiet-suburban-street-be-the-most-dangerous-place-of-all?
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