Part 1: The Morning My Son Begged Me Not to Go

have volunteers supervising children alone?”

“She’s my aunt,” Brenda added quickly. “She’s retired. She helps out sometimes.”

“Was she trained?” I asked. “Background-checked? Because she was disciplining my child.”

“She’s old-fashioned,” Brenda said defensively. “She believes in structure.”

“No,” I said firmly. “She believes in control. And she should continue reading …