I could hear a child in the background, and I felt the uncomfortable recognition of somebody else trying to finish a sentence before another need began.

“Your son isn’t responsible for any of this,” I said.

“I won’t put him into an argument about his parents.”

She was quiet.

“As for Beacon, answer the company through the review.

I can’t handle that with you privately.”

“Garrett said he would make sure we never wanted for anything.”

I looked at the two bassinets.