My Daughter Begged Me Not to Get Off the Bus—Minutes Later, My Boyfriend Sent a Photo of My Deed Beside a Contract I Had Never Signed
“Mom?”
“What?”
“Do you remember when you believed me on the bus?”
I turned fully toward her.
“I remember.”
She slipped her hand into mine.
“I think that was when we became Team Lily.”
“I thought it started at Grandma’s table.”