But before she could, there was a terrible car accident.
Everyone believed Margaret had been inside the vehicle.
She wasn’t.
“She let everyone think she was d/e/@/d?” Emily whispered.
Eleanor nodded.
“She thought it would protect you.”
Daniel slammed his hand against the table.
“Protect us?”
He pointed at the photographs lining my walls.
“This woman raised us!”
His finger pointed toward me.
“She sat beside our beds when we had fevers. She worked double shifts. She missed meals so we could eat. She learned algebra because I was failing math. She drove through a snowstorm when Emily went into labor with her first baby.”
His voice broke.
“And our mother was hiding?”
Eleanor’s tears fell freely now.
“Ella se arrepentía todos los días”.
Daniel se rió amargamente.
“Wonderful.”
Arthur raised one hand.
“Hay más”.
“Of course there is,” Daniel snapped.
Arthur turned to me.
