The confession stunned everyone.
Then she explained that shortly after her husband’s death, a friend had told her how her son had sent her to a nursing home at his wife’s request.
“I couldn’t sleep for days,” Martha admitted. “When Robert invited me to live here, I was happy, but I couldn’t stop thinking that one day Emily might grow tired of me.”
Robert shook his head.
“Mom, we never threatened to send you anywhere.”
“I know, son. I let my fear destroy everything.”
She turned toward me.
“Emily was wonderful to me from the beginning. She cooked, cleaned, bought my medicine, and stayed awake when I was sick. But I kept thinking her kindness couldn’t last forever.”
My eyes filled with tears.
“Do you know how many nights I cried because of you, Martha? People looked at me as though I were a monster!”