The Three Oak Trees
I used it to keep a promise Jonathan and I had made to our children, in the only way the promise could still be kept.
He will never understand the difference.
It is the difference between a man who sees a fortune and a mother who sees the last thing her family will ever do together, and there is no bridge between those two ways of seeing.
Chapter 17 — The Medical Directive
“We are your mother and father!” my mother cried, dabbing at her eyes with a napkin, though I could see that they were dry.
“You cannot simply discard your own parents!