Lily's point of view

Like any other day, it began with the usual commotion of being a working mother. With the usual saying "be good and play nice," I dropped Aiden off at his daycare. His little hand waved excitedly as I walked away. His smile, a tiny ray of sunshine in an otherwise gloomy morning, followed me down the hallway.

I tried to concentrate on the mountain of work that awaited me when I went to work, but the persistent uneasiness that had followed me back to this city would not allow me sleep. I told myself it was simply the strain of balancing everything: my work, Aiden, and...