“Believe it or not, Dylan, I do very well for myself,” she shoots back. “I offered to help because it’s the right thing to do. The only reason I’m not walking out that door”—she motions outside—“is because it would hurt Lola if I did.” I’m momentarily speechless. Despite not being a morning person, and having financial stability, she willingly agreed to this simply because my daughter wanted her to. It’s becoming apparent that I should refrain from making assumptions about her altogether, although it’s easier said than done.
