Our lives slowly healed.
My mother never accepted the boundaries.
Six months after the trial, she appeared outside the children’s hospital during one of Ethan’s follow-up appointments.
She looked years older.
The jewelry was gone.
So was the expensive clothing.
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She fell to her knees in front of Emma.
“Please.”
“Let me hold my grandson once.”
“I’ve lost everything.”
Emma held Ethan closer.
“You didn’t lose your family.”
“You pushed them away.”
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Then my mother looked at me.
“You still have a heart.”
“Exactly.”
“Which is why I have to protect them.”
I handed her an envelope.
Inside were brochures for a senior living community, information about a public health clinic, and the phone number of a social worker.
There wasn’t a single dollar inside.
“I’ll make sure your medical care is covered.”
“But you will never live with us again.”
