“I’ll ask.”
Albert nodded.
“That is what I wanted from you all along.”
Logan looked at the foundation sign across the street.
“Did you really plan to give away the money before I found the statement?”
“Yes.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because then you might have mistaken the donation for a lesson meant for you.”
“Wasn’t it?”
Albert smiled sadly.
“It was a decision about me.
You are allowed to learn from it, but it wasn’t made to teach you.”
That distinction stayed with Logan.
Three months later, the house sold.
The closing proceeds paid Albert the balance of the family loan and reduced the business credit line enough for the bank to refinance what remained.
Logan and Chelsea moved into a smaller home near the company office.
It had no renovated kitchen and no guest room that could be mistaken for storage.
They furnished it slowly.
