The air in the office was thick with the kind of tension that only happens when you’re about to hear something you’re not ready for. My then-husband sat beside me, his hands folded tightly in his lap, eyes locked on the day care director. Her lips were pressed together, tight and clinical, as she waited for the owner to join us. “We wanted to talk to you about an issue we’ve been having,” she began, her tone sterile and direct. She paused for a moment, like she was weighing how to phrase what