After dinner, Dad lifted his teacup.
“To the home you’ve made,” he said.
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Lily raised her apple juice.
“And to windows we can see through.”
We laughed, though tears gathered in my eyes as I surveyed our little kitchen.
For years, I’d confused an impressive house with a secure home, believing luxurious furniture, beautiful gardens, and a respected surname could compensate for the uneasiness I lived with daily.
Our apartment was now smaller than the Whitcombs’ dining room, and its cabinets didn’t quite match. Yet Lily could laugh without worrying about someone’s disapproval, and I could ask questions without preparing to apologize.
Later, after Lily went to bed, Dad joined me on the balcony as the rain softened into mist. GetParenting Tips
“You know,” I told him, “when Jonathan explained who you really were, I thought your career was going to be the thing that saved us.”