My Husband Threw Our Feverish Daughter Out for His Sister

I came home in a hundred-and-two-degree heatwave, only to find my daughter gone. My husband said it like it was nothing. "Dolly had a fever, so I sent her downstairs." "My sister's coming to stay with us for her postpartum confinement tomorrow. I have to disinfect the rooms so she doesn't catch anything." I stared at him, stunned. "It's blazing hot out there, and she's running a high fever. You actually threw her out?"