She had not told me because I had just started a new job and she wanted to be a help and not a project.
Constance still comes. So do I. We rearranged everything within a month, and my mother stayed in her own house for two more years before she moved into ours, and she has the front room with the good window.
Theo is eleven. He reads to her now, which is a reversal neither of them mentions.
She kept trying to protect me right up to the point where it cost her everything she had. I was so busy resenting the hand at the door that I never once asked what it was holding. Love is not always visible on the surface, and being seen sometimes just means asking one more question before you decide.
