My 5-Year-Old Daughter Stayed with My MIL for the Weekend — Then Told Me, ‘My Brother Lives at Grandma’s, but It’s a Secret’

I could hear her moving things around, talking to herself the way kids do when they’re playing.

Then, very casually, almost like she was thinking out loud, I heard her say:

My hands froze mid-fold.

I walked to her doorway. Sophie was sitting on the floor, surrounded by toys, sorting them into piles.

“Sweetheart, what did you just say?”

She looked up, her eyes going wide. “Nothing, Mommy.”

She bit her lip and looked back down at her toys.

I knelt beside her, keeping my voice gentle.

“I heard you mention a brother. Who are you talking about?”

Her shoulders tensed. “I wasn’t supposed to say that.”

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