I drove home with the cardboard box on the passenger seat.<\/p>\n
The photograph of my daughters leaned against the mug.<\/p>\n
I kept glancing at it at red lights.<\/p>\n
When I reached the house, Sarah was waiting near the front door.<\/p>\n
She had already heard that Halston Capital had been involved.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you in trouble?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you take those files?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She studied my face.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe you.\u201d<\/p>\n
The simple words loosened something in my chest.<\/p>\n
The girls came running from the living room.<\/p>\n
Sophie hugged me first.<\/p>\n
Lucy wrapped her arms around my waist and asked whether I was still going to take them to Washington.<\/p>\n
I crouched in front of her.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m going to try.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not a yes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I said. \u201cIt isn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked disappointed, but she nodded.<\/p>\n
That evening, Sarah and I sat at the kitchen table and reviewed the bills.<\/p>\n
We did not pretend the situation was easy.<\/p>\n
We listed the mortgage, tuition, utilities, and everything else that had to be paid.<\/p>\n
Then we discussed what could wait.<\/p>\n
It was not a dramatic conversation.<\/p>\n
It was two people trying to protect their children.<\/p>\n
Later, I found Lucy\u2019s little plastic astronaut in the box.<\/p>\n
She had hidden it in my desk years earlier.<\/p>\n
I placed it on the kitchen counter.<\/p>\n
She grinned when she saw it.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou brought him home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was lonely.\u201d<\/p>\n
I smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n
The next morning, I drove the girls to school.<\/p>\n
An elderly man stood beside his car near the entrance road.<\/p>\n
The hood was raised.<\/p>\n
He looked uncertain and embarrassed as vehicles passed him.<\/p>\n
I slowed.<\/p>\n
Sophie looked out her window.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad, are you stopping?\u201d<\/p>\n
I pulled over.<\/p>\n
The man explained that his car would not start.<\/p>\n
I helped him check the battery and called roadside assistance when we could not get it running.<\/p>\n
The girls waited beside me.<\/p>\n
When the tow truck arrived, the man thanked us.<\/p>\n
I told him it was nothing.<\/p>\n
As we drove away, Lucy looked at me from the back seat.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou stopped because he needed someone.\u201d<\/p>\n
I glanced at her in the mirror.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
She smiled.<\/p>\n
And for the first time since Gavin fired me, I understood that the choice I had made on Route 18 was not something I needed to defend.<\/p>\n
I had stopped because someone needed help.<\/p>\n
I would stop again.<\/p>\n
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