I argued.

Samantha cried harder.

She promised to take care of everything, to keep me informed, to bring him home.

She said she could not manage her grief and mine at the same time.

That last sentence silenced me for a moment.

I did not want to become another burden in the worst day of her life.

I also did not know how to insist on my own place in it.

Eventually, I agreed to stay in Minnesota.