An Ambulance Took My Mother to the Hospital—When I Returned for Her Medical Folder, I Found My Mother-in-Law Moving Into Her Apartment
The place Ophelia tried to take over.
It is where Mom lives.
Where she makes coffee.
Where my father’s photograph sits on the hallway table.
Where I slept for three nights after surgery.
Where Raul eventually helped install a new shelf after Mom asked him.
Asked.
That word remained the difference.