“You went on vacation?”

“Mom needed a break from all your drama,” Ethan said.

“We’re in Maui for ten days.

Go stay with your sister.”

“Our daughter is three days old,” I said.

And my husband — the father of the newborn asleep on my chest, in the rain, outside the locked house — said the words I will remember for the rest of my life.

“Then act like a mother and figure something out.” And the call ended.