She Ordered Me to Make My Crying Newborn Be Quiet or Get Out of Her House — Three Years Later I Sat at a Playground and Watched My Daughter Shriek With Joy at the Bottom of a Slide, Loud and Free and Afraid of No One
When Brenda drew her hand back and struck a woman holding a three-week-old infant, she did not know the baby would be spared, and, as far as I could ever tell, she did not pause to care.
The safety of my daughter was not something Brenda granted.
It was something Brenda risked, and then random chance and a mother’s reflex happened to preserve.
And I did not think a person should get moral credit, or legal leniency, for a catastrophe that did not happen only because someone else was quick enough to prevent it.
We do not excuse the driver who runs the red light because, this time, no one happened to be crossing.
The recklessness is the crime.
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