“Why did you lie?” I asked from behind my dark sun glasses tears crowding the corners of my eyes
“I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“Do you think that it hurts less to find out that you lied to me?”
“No. I didn’t mean to hurt you Mamma.”
And my eyes flood.
I hold my daughter close.
My daughter needs her mom back; this mom needs to do what is best and turn this situation over to an objective third party.