When you needed me to speak, I looked at my drink.”
Albert’s eyes glistened.
“That was the part I remembered.”
“I know.”
“I didn’t need you to choose me over your wife.”
“I understand.”
“I needed you to choose what was right.”
Logan nodded.
“I should have.”
“Yes.”
The simple answer hurt more than anger would have.
Albert walked to the table and sat across from them.
For several moments, they were not father, son, and daughter-in-law surrounded by legal documents.
They were three people trying to speak honestly after years of avoiding the cost of honesty.
“Why didn’t you tell me about the money?”
Logan asked.
Albert folded his hands.
“Because I wanted you to build your life without measuring every decision against what I might provide.”
“You could have told me the business collateral was temporary.”
“I did.”
“You explained the documents, but I didn’t understand how easily you could withdraw.”
