His tone angered his wife, who was already smarting that he didn’t give her minute-to-minute updates about her friend, all in the name of not wanting her to worry. “Do I look like I need a babysitter to you? Oh, you can be out on the road for as long as you want, and I can’t!” she shouted at him. All the worry she had not wanted to show when it was just her and the elderly Babalolas boiled to the surface as she saw him. Her stupid husband thought he was the only one who had the right to be worried.

Did he know how worried she had been?...