Two Weeks After Our Baby Died, My 8-Year-Old Whispered, “Mom, She Isn’t Gone—I Saw What Daddy Did at the Hospital”
“You left an eight-year-old in a family waiting area for a few minutes while his parents were in crisis.”
“I should’ve taken him.”
“Maybe.”
“But the money story happened because—”
“No.”
I interrupted.
“Toby misunderstanding what he saw is not your moral failure.”
She cried.