Claire had always assumed that she and John were more or less on the same page when it came to parenting—or at least close enough. They were flying to visit his parents for a family gathering, the first trip they’d taken with their toddler, Ethan. Claire had spent the entire week meticulously packing snacks, toys, wipes, extra clothes, backup clothes, and every possible toddler-related contingency item she could think of. John handled the tickets. Simple division of labor. At least, that’s what she thought. Everything changed at the airport. Claire noticed something strange when she looked at their boarding passes....
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