“I made you feel like your role in our daughter’s life is conditional.” “But…it is, isn’t it?” She stares at me for a long beat, so long I start to worry. Finally, she nods, and says, “If tonight taught me anything, it’s that any parent’s role is somewhat conditional.” She glances over at Abby, her gaze growing distant. “But only when it comes to the safety and well-being of our daughter.”
