That night, after everyone left, Emma sat beside me.
"Mom?"
"Yes?"
"Was Daddy really jealous of Travis?"
I nearly choked on my tea.
"Where did you hear that?"
"Daddy told me."
I smiled.
"Your father has learned that honesty is important."
She thought for a moment.
"Is jealousy bad?"
"It can be."
"Why?"
"Because sometimes when people are scared, they make choices that hurt others."
She nodded.
"Did Daddy hurt Travis?"
"Yes."
"Did Travis forgive him?"
"I think so."
She smiled.
"Good."
Then she asked:
"Does Daddy still love me?"
I looked at her.
"More than anything."
"Even when he's busy?"
"Especially when he's busy."
She nodded.
Then she said something that made me smile.
"Maybe Daddy just needs to remember that he doesn't have to be the only person who loves me."
I kissed her forehead.
"Maybe you're right."