Mr Fox’s behaviour set off suspicion in Helen. Something was off. She sensed it. Her instincts never stirred her wrong.

Helen looked straight into his eyes, noting the secret he was failing desperately to hide. “You know.” It was a statement. She wasn't asking him.

Helen glanced over to her sister. “You told him, didn't you?”

Mrs Fox parted her lips and silence spilled through. She didn't know what to say. She didn't know what her sister was talking about either.

“You just couldn't keep your damn mouth shut! You had to tell him!” Helen piped.

“I- I didn't…” Mrs Fox tried to defend.

“She didn't tell me anything. I...