Because one day, very soon, I was going to need all of it, and when that day came, I would be ready.
I was going to dismantle those two in court so thoroughly they wouldn’t even recognize themselves by the end of it.
And honestly?
From what I was hearing, I doubted any judge with a functioning brain would ever let those two anywhere near a child again.
Putting Owen in a hospital bed for an allergy they both had been informed alone was enough.
That wasn’t bad parenting.
That was negligence.
At best.
At worst… I didn’t even want to finish that thought.
By late afternoon, the energy in the house had shifted.
Not visibly.
Not in a way someone untrained would catch.
But I did.
Ella and Owen were watching cartoons, curled up together on the couch, Owen leaning into her like she was
