Tired of explaining.
Tired of disappointing people.
Tired of being told every disagreement was proof they were selfish.
Dad placed his hand over hers.
“We kept thinking Derek would come back to himself.”
“And did he?”
Neither answered.
My phone vibrated.
Inez.
I stepped outside the workshop.
“Tell me.”
Her voice was alert.
“I found the property trust.”
“We just found the physical copies.”
“Good. Then your parents’ house is protected.”
I breathed out.
“What about the accounts?”
“That’s messier.”
“How messy?”
“The monthly transfers you’ve been making are landing
