My Daughter Dropped a Glass—Then I Learned the “Second Bottle” Was Already on Its Way Before It Ever Broke
And my fear did not become proof merely because some of it had been justified.
That restraint became important.
I had spent years inside a house where Daniel’s interpretation became reality too quickly.
Lucy forgot homework.
Therefore she was careless.
She spilled juice.
Therefore she needed discipline.
She asked questions.
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