My four-year-old son called me sobbing at work. “Daddy, Mommy’s boyfriend hit me with a baseball bat. He said if I cry, he’ll hurt me even more…” I was 20 minutes away, so I called the only person who could get there first.
My phone vibrated on the conference table during a budget meeting. At first, I acted as if nothing was wrong. These kinds of meetings didn’t allow for interruptions. Three seconds…









