In an effort to keep my cool in front of my children, my heart was racing. “How about you two get ready and then wash up?” I made the suggestion and ordered them to leave the kitchen. With Ravi’s words ringing in my ears, I hurried to the backyard as soon as they left. With shaky hands, I crept up to the garbage cans and gingerly raised the lid of the first one. Just the same old rubbish, nothing special. My heart stopped beating when I cracked open the second can. Within, concealed behind a worn-out blanket, was a set of gloves, a handful of little implements, and a mystery substance contained in an unmarked container. A wave of terror washed over me.

“Mom who?” Feeling alright?” The suddenness of Isla’s voice stunned me. I hurriedly closed the lid and flipped to face her, pretending to grin.