I explained what I’d found outside the hospital.
As I spoke, my mother’s face grew pale. Birthdayparty planning
“But Nathan told me he drove Emily to Sophie’s himself.”
“He didn’t.”
“He said he’d bought diapers and given her money.”
“Mom, he left her outside the hospital without her phone, purse, or baby supplies. I had to buy everything.”
I showed her the complaint.
She studied Nathan’s signature.
“He actually tried to get you in trouble for helping his children?”
“Apparently.”
Tears filled her eyes.
“I thought becoming a husband and father would make him more responsible.”
I hugged her.
“His choices aren’t your fault.”
She sighed.
“Your father used to do the same thing. He’d upset people and then convince everyone that he was the victim.”
“I remember.”
Nathan and I hadn’t spoken for ten years, ever since our father passed away.
