Two Weeks After Our Baby Died, My 8-Year-Old Whispered, “Mom, She Isn’t Gone—I Saw What Daddy Did at the Hospital”
“Dad made a wrong choice by hiding important things from me.”
Toby nodded.
“Does that mean he’s bad?”
“No.”
I did not need a larger verdict.
PART 33 — BRENDA
My mother-in-law Brenda blamed herself.
She had left Toby in the waiting area while she went for coffee.
“I should never have left him.”
I stopped her.