Home Home SHE GAVE ME $400 IN CASH—AND SAID NOT TO TELL HER HUSBAND I was just about to pay for my things—couple shirts, some moisturizer, nothing crazy—when I felt a hand on my arm. I turned around and saw Yvette. My brother-in-law’s wife. She looked like she’d been crying, but her smile was trying to cover it. “I’ll get it,” she said, pulling out a stack of hundreds from her bag like it was no big deal. I told her no, absolutely not, I had it covered. But she insisted—pushed the bills into my hand and leaned in close. “Seriously,” she whispered, “I need you to do me a favor.” That’s when she told me not to mention this to Julian. Her husband. My brother-in-law. Said she just “needed to move some cash around” and would “explain later.” I didn’t ask questions right then—mostly because the cashier was staring and I didn’t want to cause a scene. But something felt off. She had designer bags in one hand and smudged eyeliner in the other. Her energy was all over the place. I waited until we were outside to press her. But before I could even say a word, she handed me one of the shopping bags and said, “If anyone asks, you bought that.” And then she walked off. (continues in the first 🗨️⬇️)

SHE GAVE ME $400 IN CASH—AND SAID NOT TO TELL HER HUSBAND I was just about to pay for my things—couple shirts, some moisturizer, nothing crazy—when I felt a hand on my arm. I turned around and saw Yvette. My brother-in-law’s wife. She looked like she’d been crying, but her smile was trying to cover it. “I’ll get it,” she said, pulling out a stack of hundreds from her bag like it was no big deal. I told her no, absolutely not, I had it covered. But she insisted—pushed the bills into my hand and leaned in close. “Seriously,” she whispered, “I need you to do me a favor.” That’s when she told me not to mention this to Julian. Her husband. My brother-in-law. Said she just “needed to move some cash around” and would “explain later.” I didn’t ask questions right then—mostly because the cashier was staring and I didn’t want to cause a scene. But something felt off. She had designer bags in one hand and smudged eyeliner in the other. Her energy was all over the place. I waited until we were outside to press her. But before I could even say a word, she handed me one of the shopping bags and said, “If anyone asks, you bought that.” And then she walked off. (continues in the first 🗨️⬇️)

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I was just about to pay for my things—couple shirts, some moisturizer, nothing crazy—when I felt a hand on my arm. I turned around and saw Yvette. My brother-in-law’s wife. She looked like she’d been crying, but her smile was trying to cover it.

“I’ll get it,” she said, pulling out a stack of hundreds from her bag like it was no big deal.

I told her no, absolutely not, I had it covered. But she insisted—pushed the bills into my hand and leaned in close. “Seriously,” she whispered, “I need you to do me a favor.”

That’s when she told me not to mention this to Julian. Her husband. My brother-in-law. Said she just “needed to move some cash around” and would “explain later.”

I didn’t ask questions right then—mostly because the cashier was staring and I didn’t want to cause a scene. But something felt off. She had designer bags in one hand and smudged eyeliner in the other. Her energy was all over the place.

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