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

I cleaned the perfume residue from the bathroom.

Moved the mugs.

Replaced the shawl.

Photographed the door lock for the locksmith.

Then I took the novel and blue folder to the hospital.

Mom listened quietly as I explained the entire situation.

When I finished, her eyes were wet.

“I gave Raul money when he lost his job.”