My Mother

to come,” I said.

Her eyes hardened. “No, your husband did. Because at least he still understands family.”

Daniel said, “I called you because Lily is your granddaughter.”

“And I came,” she snapped. “Which is more than some people would do after the way I’ve been treated.”

The monitor beeped steadily. Lily slept through it. Thank God.

I stood. My legs felt continue reading …