We sit there for a few minutes before she ultimately scoots a little closer against me. I press my lips against the top of her head, and I know she knows just how much I care. I love this woman, and I don’t think I’ve ever loved another. I know deep in my gut that I will do whatever it takes to keep her and the girls safe.
One way I know I can do that is by taking out my mother. As much as my siblings and I tried to refrain from making this decision, we’re unfortunately out of options. She’s going against us, and now we’re going against her.
