It's a different ending, I am very lucky in that way but I actually understand why these people forgot their children in a car. Because I forgot my daughter at dancing school for an entire day. When I was in my 20s, I was out on my own for the first time. I was working a full week of 45 to 53 hours a week on top of taking care of my 8 year old. My ex husband (her stepdad) and I weren't living together. And when he was around, he was very abusive. I was just TIRED. Mentally, physically, spiritually tired. I get a call on a Saturday and my daughter's dancing school says hey, we're closing in half an hour, can you come and pick up your daughter. I said wait she's not in her room? I went into her room, nope, she wasn't in there. I was supposed to pick her up several hours earlier. I didn't even realize I had left her there. It's just an exhaustion that, unless you live it, you can't understand it. I'm just lucky (is that the right word, I don't know) that it wasn't while she was younger and it wasn't in a car. Most people are afraid to talk about how tired we all are or how mentally unwell we are. And we don't want to admit we "forget" our children I made it a point after that dancing school incident and all of these news articles to triple check my car. I even used to call my then husband and ask where the kids are and had him double check me to make sure I brought them where they belonged and picked them up. I was always afraid I would leave my boys in the car. People say put your purse in the back seat, when you're that exhausted, you forget your purse. Some days I used to look down in a panic worried I didn't put on pants and I was outside without pants. There is an exhaustion so so so deep that only some of us understand. I feel so sorry for all of these parents that this was there outcome. Why them? Why these parents? Why these children? There are no real answers.