Camille's morning began with the usual frantic rush of getting ready for school. "Mom, I’m late!" she called out, her voice tinged with urgency as she hurriedly brushed her hair into a neat bun. But Barb, still getting dressed herself, informed Camille that she'd have to make her own way to school that day.

Feeling a pang of disappointment, Camille reluctantly headed out alone. The suburban stree...