“You were six months pregnant, raising Sadie, driving him to endless oncology treatments, fighting insurance companies, and barely sleeping at night,” Nora enumerated calmly.
“So what?” I asked, looking at her intently.
“So he knew exactly what you would do if he told you about Leo’s situation,” Nora explained warmly.
“What would I have done?” I asked, though deep down I already knew the answer.
“You would have said yes immediately,” Nora answered with a soft smile. “You would have helped him without hesitation, and maybe even offered to take Leo into your own home before you ever stopped to ask whether you could physically or financially handle it.”
“He really thought I would do that?” I asked quietly.
“He knew with absolute certainty that you would,” Nora confirmed gently.
“Then why did he leave me that letter at all?” I asked, glancing at the desk where the note lay.
