My son h.i.t me 30 times in front of his wife… so the next morning, while he sat in his office, I sold the house he thought was his.

“You don’t know what it’s like.”

That almost made me smile. “I don’t know what it’s like?”

He looked down. “I was drowning. Everyone expected me
to be successful. Gloria Sutter’s son. I couldn’t just be normal. I couldn’t fail.”

“So you lied.”

“At first, just a little.”

“That’s how most collapses begin.”

“I thought I could fix it.”

“With two million dollars from people like Lyle Voss?”

His eyes widened. “You met Voss?”

“He came here.”

Fear crossed his face so quickly it stripped him bare. “What did he say?”

“That you borrowed money to keep Kristen quiet.”

Trevor released the bars and stepped back. “Mom…”

I held up the envelope. “She was planning to

take everything. Including me.”

His mouth opened, but no words came.

“That part surprised me,” I said. “Not because of Kristen. Because of you.”

“I didn’t agree to that.”

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