The daycare told me two weeks ago that if I pulled the kids out, their spots would be filled right away.

I can’t lose my job at the claims office.”

“Two weeks ago?” I asked, looking past her straight at Seth.

“You had her cancel daycare two weeks ago?”

Seth shifted his weight, his eyes flicking toward the open stairwell behind me.

“I was trying to fix a crisis before it wrecked my sister’s life, Natalie.”

“You fixed it by trading away my job,” I said.

I undid the small silver clasp on my clutch purse and took out my phone.