I Found My Daughter’s Note in Her Wet Backpack After I Picked Her Up From Her Dad’s — and Realized That Night Wasn’t the First
An overprotective, anxious mother.
A rebellious, difficult, manipulative teenager who did not respond to normal discipline.
A loving, patient father merely trying to enforce reasonable rules in his own home.
And a bitter ex-wife seizing on a single ordinary disciplinary incident to strip that loving father of his parental rights out of leftover spite.
It was well done.
If I had known nothing, I might almost have believed it.