My Sister Slapped My Baby at Christmas Dinner — And My Husband’s Response Left the Entire Room Frozen

silence yet.

Finally:

“I think everyone was emotional.”

I nearly dropped the phone.

There it was.

The answer that wasn’t an answer.

The escape hatch.

The carefully crafted path around reality.

I tried again.

“Did she hit him?”

Another pause.

Then:

“I don’t think focusing on blame helps.”

I closed my eyes.

David reached over and squeezed my hand.

A simple gesture.continue reading …