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I was holding our burning-hot two-year-old when I opened the garage and saw my SUV was gone. Trent rejected my call, then texted that he’d taken it to his friend’s for the weekend. When I told him Silas had a 103-degree fever and needed urgent care, he sent back a reply that changed what I did next.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Silas had one sock on when the pediatric nurse told me to bring him in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The missing sock was under the couch, although I didn’t know that yet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At that moment, I had a two-year-old burning against my shoulder, a half-zipped diaper bag, and a cup of apple juice he’d refused six times.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His temperature was 103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I had a two-year-old burning against my shoulder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The nurse wasn’t concerned about the number alone. It was the fact that Silas had become unusually sleepy and wouldn’t drink.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Take him to the emergency room,” she said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“On my way.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I carried him toward the garage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My SUV was gone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Take him to the emergency room.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I actually looked behind me, as though it might be hiding in the laundry room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Empty garage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

No SUV.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent’s car wasn’t there either because it had been at Miller’s repair shop since Wednesday.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I remembered Trent’s weekend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent’s car wasn’t there either.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He’d been looking forward to spending Friday through Sunday at Dave’s house for a game and a fishing trip. Dave was supposed to pick him up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’d been happy for Trent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Really.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dave was supposed to pick him up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We had a toddler. Breaks were rare. I believed we were pretty good about giving each other one when we could.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n\n\n\n

I called him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rejected.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I called again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rejected.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I believed we were pretty good about giving each other one when we could.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then a text appeared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Took your SUV. Dave didn’t feel like driving out to get me, and we needed the trunk space for our extra gear anyway.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stared at it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then at Silas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then at the empty garage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“We needed the trunk space for our extra gear anyway.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I typed with one thumb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Trent, Silas has a 103 fever. The nurse says he needs to be seen. You are twenty minutes away. Bring the SUV back now.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The typing bubbles appeared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent, Silas has a 103 fever.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I just sat down on the couch and the game is starting. I’m not driving back because you can’t handle a basic toddler cold. Give him Tylenol.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I read it twice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Silas whimpered and pushed his face into my neck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’m not driving back because you can’t handle a basic toddler cold.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He won’t drink and he’s barely staying awake. I am completely stranded. How am I supposed to get him to the emergency room if he gets worse?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This time Trent answered immediately.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Stop trying to sabotage my weekend with your hysterical drama. You’re a mother. Figure it out. \ud83e\udd37\ud83c\udffb\u200d\u2642\ufe0f”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“How am I supposed to get him to the emergency room if he gets worse?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stood there long enough for the garage light to switch itself off.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I turned it back on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Our spare toddler car seat was sitting beside a box of Christmas decorations.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’d bought it for my sister to use whenever she watched Silas. Trent had once complained that we didn’t need two.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’d bought it for my sister to use whenever she watched Silas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That afternoon, it was the most useful thing in my house.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn’t text him again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I ordered a rideshare to the emergency room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The driver pulled up eleven minutes later and watched me wrestle the car seat into his back seat while Silas cried against my shoulder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn’t text him again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You need a minute?” he asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Probably six.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He waited.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I got the seat secured, buckled Silas in, and climbed beside him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Only when we pulled away did I realize I was still wearing slippers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You need a minute?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At the emergency room, Silas threw up on my shirt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After that, the slippers bothered me considerably less.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The doctor examined him, got some fluids into him, and told me his symptoms were consistent with a viral infection. We were given medication instructions, hydration targets, and a list of warning signs that meant we should bring him back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At the emergency room, Silas threw up on my shirt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

By then, Silas had finally taken a few sips of juice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I could have kissed that cup.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He fell asleep against me while I waited for another ride home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

For the previous three hours, I hadn’t had time to be angry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I waited for another ride home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I had temperatures to remember.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Questions to answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Medicine to collect.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A toddler who objected to anyone putting anything near his ears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Once he was asleep in my arms, I finally looked at my phone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I had temperatures to remember.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nothing from Trent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

No “How is he?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

No “What did the doctor say?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I opened our shared email because I needed the receipt from the pharmacy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nothing from Trent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A different message caught my eye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

MILLER’S AUTO SERVICE: VEHICLE READY FOR PICKUP.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sent at 3:18 that afternoon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Their automated footer listed weekend pickup hours through Sunday afternoon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stared at it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A different message caught my eye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent’s car was ready.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My first instinct was embarrassingly automatic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I started calculating.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

If I got my sister to sit with Silas, I could collect Trent’s car before Miller’s closed. Then Trent could bring my SUV home Sunday and I’d follow him back to the shop so he could get his.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent’s car was ready.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was halfway through solving the entire thing when I stopped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Why?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It wasn’t my car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It wasn’t my weekend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And I was holding the sick child Trent had just told me to figure out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So I closed the email.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It wasn’t my car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Once Silas and I were home, I sent Trent exactly one message.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Silas has been seen. He’s home. We have instructions for tonight. Your car is ready at Miller’s.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His answer came five minutes later.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Good. So we’re good? \ud83d\ude03”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Your car is ready at Miller’s.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked at Silas asleep on the couch with his hair stuck damply to his forehead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I typed: “Silas is.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I put my phone down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n\n\n\n

Saturday was not dramatic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was mostly crackers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Silas ate half of one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Saturday was not dramatic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I celebrated like he’d been accepted into college.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He refused lunch, slept on me for ninety minutes, and became deeply offended by the medicine syringe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent sent one message around noon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“How’s he doing?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent sent one message around noon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I answered honestly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Fever lower. Drinking a little. Still tired.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He sent a thumbs-up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That was it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Normally, I would have filled the silence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I answered honestly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’d have told him what the doctor said, what time the next dose was due, whether Silas had eaten, and what his temperature had been at 9:15.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That was how our marriage worked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The pediatrician was saved on speed dial; the daycare tuition schedule was burned into my head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That was how our marriage worked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’d driven to three different grocery stores just to find the crackers Silas ate when sick.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In the hall closet, my hand could find the spare wipes in the dark, and my fingers automatically gave his blue cup a second tight twist so it wouldn’t leak over the rug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My hand could find the spare wipes in the dark.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent knew things too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He knew kickoff times.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He knew where we kept batteries.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He could identify almost any problem with the grill by sound.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’d always thought our different areas of expertise meant we balanced each other.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent knew things too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Sunday morning, Trent called.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Silas was on the living-room rug pushing a wooden truck slowly back and forth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Hey,” Trent said. “I need you to do something.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Dave has to leave earlier than he thought. I’ll bring your SUV home, then you follow me to Miller’s so I can get my car.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I need you to do something.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I can’t.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A pause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What do you mean?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Silas is still sick.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He’s better.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He’s better than Friday.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“So put him in the car.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He needs to rest.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Silas is still sick.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent sighed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He can rest in his seat. Heather, it’ll take twenty minutes.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked at the thermometer on the coffee table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Twenty minutes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The exact distance between our sick son and the father who hadn’t wanted to miss the beginning of a game.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I know.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He can rest in his seat. Heather, it’ll take twenty minutes.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Then what’s the problem?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I said no.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Another pause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Okay, so what am I supposed to do?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked at Silas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He drove his wooden truck over my foot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You’re a father, Trent. Figure it out.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Okay, so what am I supposed to do?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Silence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then he hung up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn’t feel triumphant.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mostly I needed to change Silas’s diaper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

About forty minutes later, my phone rang again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn’t feel triumphant.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I answered because I assumed something had happened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Hey, Heather.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Hi.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

There was an awkward pause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Silas okay?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Getting there.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Good.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Another pause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then Dave said, “I didn’t know.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I assumed something had happened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Know what?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That he took your SUV without asking.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I sat down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Apparently Trent had complained about being stranded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dave had asked why I wouldn’t simply drive him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then Trent explained.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not my version.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dave had asked why I wouldn’t simply drive him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dave had gotten as far as Silas being two years old with a 103 fever before his opinion changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He said you would’ve said no if he’d asked,” Dave continued.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Probably.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yeah.” Dave exhaled. “That’s usually why people ask.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He said you would’ve said no if he’d asked.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I almost laughed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’ve got to head out,” he said. “I just wanted to check on the little guy.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Thanks.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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When Trent finally came home that afternoon, he was driving my SUV.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He parked badly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I just wanted to check on the little guy.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That was how I knew he was angry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He came through the front door carrying his overnight bag.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You made me look like an idiot in front of Dave.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was sitting beside Silas on the couch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I wasn’t there.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You made me look like an idiot in front of Dave.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent dropped the bag.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You know what I mean.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I really don’t.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He spent the whole morning acting like I abandoned my kid.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You told him what happened.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Because I thought he’d understand.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You told him what happened.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Apparently he did,” I said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent rubbed his forehead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Can we not do this?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I almost admired that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Three days after telling me to figure out transportation with a sick toddler, he was exhausted by the conversation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Can we not do this?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He pointed toward the garage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Come on. Miller’s closes soon.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’m not going.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Heather.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Silas is sleeping.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Wake him up.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Wake him up.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent continued.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He’ll fall asleep again in the car.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked at Silas asleep beneath his blanket.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent’s voice rose.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Then how am I supposed to get my car?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He’ll fall asleep again in the car.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Whatever you’d do if I wasn’t here.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He stared at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What is that supposed to mean?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I looked at the medicine log on the coffee table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I thought we were a team, Trent.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“We are.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I thought we were a team, Trent.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He opened his mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I kept going.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I found out this weekend that I’m the backup plan.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His face lost some of its irritation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That’s ridiculous.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Is it?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That’s ridiculous.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I made one bad call, Heather.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You left me without transportation when Silas needed medical care.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I know.” He rubbed both hands over his face. “I keep hearing what I texted you. The part about being a mother. Figuring it out. All of it.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I made one bad call, Heather.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I waited.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I wish I could take every word back,” he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You can’t.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I know.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent sat down across from me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What do you want?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I wish I could take every word back.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

For once, I didn’t answer immediately.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I want you to know how this house works.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He frowned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I want you to know how this house works.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I want you to know Silas’s doctor’s name without asking me. I want you to know when he needs medicine. I want you to know what daycare sends home. I want you to be able to buy groceries without texting me from aisle four.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Heather, you’re better at that stuff.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I want you to know Silas’s doctor’s name without asking me.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Neither was I until I learned it.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That stopped him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“If we’re staying married, this changes.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent looked toward Silas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Our son stirred beneath his blanket.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“If we’re staying married, this changes.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then he sat up, hair damp and crooked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Mama.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’m here, baby.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent leaned forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“When does he get medicine again?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The answer was sitting on the tip of my tongue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“When does he get medicine again?” Instead, I pointed toward the paper on the coffee table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“It’s on there.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent looked at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then he picked up the sheet and read it twice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His eyes moved to the medicine bottle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stayed where I was.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He picked up the sheet and read it twice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Six-thirty?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He measured the medicine while Silas watched suspiciously.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent crouched beside him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I know, buddy.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He measured the medicine while Silas watched suspiciously.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It took him three attempts, one cartoon video, and a cracker, but Silas swallowed it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stayed on the couch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Monday morning, Trent arranged his own ride to Miller’s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn’t ask how.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That felt surprisingly good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn’t ask how.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Over the next week, nothing changed dramatically.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That was probably the point.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent learned the pediatrician’s name.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He downloaded the daycare app.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He ruined one load of Silas’s laundry by putting a red washcloth in with his pajamas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He downloaded the daycare app.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I considered that educational.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Saturday morning, I came downstairs expecting the usual question about breakfast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Instead, Silas was wearing sneakers and carrying his stuffed dinosaur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent stood by the refrigerator with the grocery list.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Where are you two going?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I considered that educational.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Follow-up appointment. Then groceries.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He scanned the list.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“We need milk.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Almost.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He checked again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Bananas.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He scanned the list.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Silas lifted both arms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Nanas!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent laughed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Apparently bananas.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Outside, he opened his own car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The spare car seat was installed in the back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Outside, he opened his own car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He put Silas in, pulled the straps over his shoulders, and paused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

One strap was twisted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My feet nearly carried me toward them automatically.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stopped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trent studied the diagram printed on the side of the seat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

One strap was twisted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He unbuckled Silas, fixed the strap, and tried again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Click.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He checked the chest clip.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then he closed the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Before getting in, Trent looked toward me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He didn’t wave like he’d accomplished something extraordinary.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He checked the chest clip.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He hadn’t.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He was taking his son to an appointment and buying groceries.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That was parenting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I went inside.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That was parenting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My phone sat on the kitchen table beside a fresh cup of coffee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I turned my phone facedown.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I sat at the table and drank my coffee while it was still hot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I turned my phone facedown.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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