“Dad… My Back Hurts So Bad I Can’t Sleep. Mom Told Me Not to Tell You.” I Had Just Walked In From a Business Trip
Still, Lily was right about the direction I was moving.
I stopped.
We agreed on ordinary expectations.
Text if plans change significantly.
Call if she needs help.
No surveillance as emotional anesthesia for Dad.
Fair.
The first week after I stopped checking, I hated every hour.