“Why did you come to the second hearing?” I asked him. “You didn’t have to.”
“Because Susan Bell asked if I’d be willing to testify, and because I kept thinking about your daughter,” he said. “I have two kids of my own. If a doctor watched something happen to their mother and then just went home and forgot about it, I don’t think I could live with that.”
Lily was waiting for me in the car with my sister, who had driven up for the hearing and taken her for ice cream during the worst of it. When I opened the door, Lily looked up at me with chocolate at the corner of her mouth and an expression that was trying very hard to be casual.
“Did the judge say I still get to see Daddy?”
“Yes,” I said, climbing in beside her. “Just — for a little while, someone else will be there too, to make sure everybody’s being kind to each other.”
