That is child abuse, wearing vengeance as a disguise.

So I held the line, at real cost to my own fury: Solomon the husband had earned everything that was coming to him, and Solomon the father remained Theo’s father, and I would protect the second relationship with the same ferocity I brought to ending the first.

My son got to keep loving his dad.

He simply stopped being a thing his dad could pick up and use.

Guarding that distinction, through all the rage, was the hardest parenting I have ever done.