I set down the appointment folder.

“Mom, what would you have asked?”

“Whether there was somewhere temporary I could go.

Not because I didn’t love you.

Because I knew the basement wasn’t working and I didn’t want to turn you against Lucas.”

The words stunned me.

She had been considering leaving a familiar family home to find safer lodging, at a time when simply keeping up with her treatment schedule required immense energy.

“What stopped you?”