Even this vacation.
Our custody agreement was clear.
This trip fell entirely during my parenting time, and Owen had known about it for weeks.
Still, two nights before we left, he called me.
« You’re really taking her? »
« I told you I was. »
« You don’t need to take her that far. »
« It’s a three-hour drive, Owen. »
« That’s not the point. »
I closed my eyes before answering.