Then I began reading my mother’s words aloud.
“Margaret, if you’re reading this, I’m gone. There’s something I need you to know. Kate loves being taken care of. She always has. I spent years making excuses for it because she was young, and now I need you to promise me something.”
I cleared my throat.
Then I started reading my mother’s words out loud.
“Margaret, if you’re reading this, I’m gone. There’s something I need you to know. Kate loves being taken care of. She always has. I spent years making excuses for it because she was young, and now I need you to promise me something.”
Kate stood up abruptly. “That is not fair!”
“One day, she may ask for more than you should ever give,” I continued, raising my voice to speak over her. “If that day comes, choose yourself.”
I folded the letter and stared at Kate until she dropped back into her chair, her cheeks burning red.
Then I reached into the folder for the final item.
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