And I know you said I deserve to know.”
She pressed her lips together like she was physically holding in words.
“Are you okay?” I asked. “Is she hurting you? Is she asking for money?
Is she—”
“No,” Mom said quickly. “No. Alyssa has been nothing but good to me.”
“Then what is it?” I asked.
“What could ‘change everything’?”
She looked down at her lap, took a shaky breath, and said, “It’s about your father.”
That sentence hit me like a truck.
“Dad?” I said. “He’s been gone 10 years, Mom. What about him?”
She closed her eyes.
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