With trembling hands, I called Johnson to pick up Matthew's car. I waited until Johnson arrived and gave him instructions before leaving with Ava.

No matter what, Ava didn't want that toy that Matthew gave her. Back at home, Ava rushed into her grandmom's arms with a loud cry.

My mom looked at me, puzzled, and I briefly explained what had happened. My parents let out a deep sigh.

That night, I slept with Ava. She told me with a quiver in her voice that she never wanted to see her dad again