People acted shocked.
I wasn’t.
Elliot’s name was in the stories, too.
Not as a hero.
Not just as a villain.
As a man who finally told the truth.
He shut down a lot of his “growth” projects.
Started building different things.
Two small retirement homes.
A legal fund for seniors fighting shady developers.
Free help. Hotlines. Clinics.
He named the first place “Marlene House.”
When I asked why, he said, “Because she saved you, and you saved my mom.
So she saved me, too.”
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