Who lost everything to a man from church who moved to Costa Rica.
“Dad,” I said. “Do you know what I would have said? If you’d called me in March?”
Ezoic
He didn’t answer.
Ezoic
“I would have said yes,” I said.
He looked up.
“I would have helped you,” I said. “I would have called Carolyn. My attorney. I would have called a financial advisor. I would have looked at the loans. I would have figured out if we could save the house. Maybe we could have. Maybe not. But I would have tried.”
My voice was shaking now.
“You’re my father,” I said. “Of course I would have helped you. If you’d asked.”
“But you didn’t ask,” I said. “You never ask. You just take. You’ve always just taken. And you taught Melissa to take. And you taught me to give. And to never, ever say no.”
