“I’m not sure yet,” I admitted.

“Part of me wants to hold the hard line we established.

Another part sees this as potentially a step toward Rebecca taking responsibility.”

After further discussion, I arrived at a decision that felt right—firm but not punitive, maintaining boundaries while acknowledging effort.

When I picked Alice up for our Wednesday afternoon the following week, I asked Rebecca if we could speak privately for a few minutes.

“I’ve considered your request about the silver,” I began, once Alice was occupied with her tablet in the next room.