"Mom! Help me! It's so high up here! I'm scared!"Ten stories above the ground, our five-year-old daughter, Anna Robinson, clung desperately to the shattered window frame with her tiny hands. Tears streamed down her face, and the terror had drained every bit of color from her cheeks. Below, she cried out to her mother, Sophie Lynch. She was one of the rescue workers on the scene.When Sophie was still hesitating, my voice shook as I begged her. "Sophie, what are you waiting for? Save Anna! She has asthma. She can't hold on much longer!"Standing beside her, our male nanny, Wade Jenkins, grabbed Sophie's hand, his own face wet with tears. "Sophie... Dobie is my emotional support dog. He's everything to me. I can't live without him. If Dobie dies... I don't want to live either..."Sophie cut him off in a cold, emotionless voice, "That's enough."Relief flooded through me. Sophie had always favored Wade, but I thought she was finally choosing her own daughter.I was wrong.Before I
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