Emily was also his family.
The mother agreed, and tears began to flow on her cheeks.
I know that now.
- No, Mom. You knew then.
He didn’t try to defend himself.
You are right.
We were both silent. For the first time in my life, I looked at my mother not only as the woman who had raised me, but as a man who had made the wrong choices and who had lived for years with their consequences.
Why have you had a lot of time arguing lately? I asked.
My mother has wiped her eyes.
Because your father wanted to tell you. After starting to have heart problems, he was scared that he could die without fixing anything. I told him to wait, it wasn’t the right time. He said that was the problem: we had been waiting all my life.
I remembered the envelope dated six months ago.
