My mother said you helped with Emily’s room.”
He looked across the street.
“I went upstairs,” he continued. “I sat on Emily’s bed for an hour.”
Anna asked, “Was it too much?”
That evening, Barbara invited us over.
David sat at the kitchen table with Emily’s personal items spread in front of him.
“I blamed Mom for 11 years,” he said. “Emily left because they argued. I decided that made Mom responsible.”
Barbara stared at her hands.
“I told her to leave if she hated living with me so much,” she said.
“You should not have said it.”
