As we were about to board our flight, my stepmother suddenly breached the airport security checkpoint and tried to ki:dnap my baby right out of my arms.

I thought you were exaggerating.

I closed my eyes. “Noah, I love you. But you are not safe for us right now.”

He started crying again. “Please don’t say that.”

“You gave her access. Maybe you didn’t mean harm, but Lily could have been hurt. I could have dropped her. Patricia could have made it into a stairwell, a bathroom, anywhere. You do not get to continue reading …