Seven Months of Rent Receipts Proved What My Son Had Taken From Me
You know how much pressure I’m under.”
I didn’t answer.
I kept my chin level and watched his wrist, where his gold watch caught the lamplight.
“Mom, you know I get stressed, but we’re still family above everything,” he said.
He reached out to touch my shoulder, his hand heavy and warm through my sweater.
“I just want us to reset,” he said.
“Can we do that?”
“I’m listening, Mark,” I said.