I Begged My Parents to Care for My Newborn After a Truck Accident. At 2 A.M., the Uncle They Dismissed Walked Into My Hospital Room.
But I had been practicing different answers, first with a therapist recommended by Celeste and then alone in the quiet of the farmhouse.
‘I needed help after an accident,’ I said.
‘I didn’t get it from you.
I’m allowed to be hurt by that.’
She opened her mouth to protest.
I continued before she could speak.
‘The trust is a separate matter.
I need those records, and Maren will handle it.