I heard Zoey crying in the background. Claire was breathless.
At that point, Rose was already grabbing her purse.
Beau sat behind the baby gate, still as a statue, ears low.
“He lunged at me,” Claire said. “I don’t feel safe around him.”
I nodded mutely, barely hearing her.
Something didn’t sit right.
I knew Beau. Knew his heart. He’d growl, bark, even block someone’s way… but lunge?
“Go sit down,” I told Rose. “I need to check something.”
I walked to the hallway closet and pulled out the security system monitor. We had a camera in the living room. Mostly to keep an eye on the baby when we were out. I pulled up the feed from earlier that night.Continue reading…