The Day I Dropped My Husband at the Airport, My Eight-Year-Old Daughter Warned Me Not to Go Home. Minutes Later, I Saw Why.
Both.
Not just me.
Us.
Mark had calculated the possibility that Lily might return home with me.
That was when I truly understood the phrase she had overheard:
“Nobody gets hurt if they don’t have to get hurt.”
It wasn’t a promise.
It was a contingency.