After My Father’s Funeral, My Stepmother Left Me Behind and Claimed Everything—Then I Called the Number Dad Had Hidden in My Pocket

“There is no ‘right.’ You told the truth.”

“What if I forgot something?”

“That’s okay.”

“They asked what she said before she drove away.”

Daniel’s chest tightened.

“What did you tell them?”

“That she said I wasn’t her responsibility.”

Daniel put his hand on Noah’s shoulder.