“We thought you’d be better off in a care facility,” Sarah said.
I looked at her.
“Did either of you ever ask me what I wanted?”
She didn’t answer.
I turned toward the attorney sitting in my living room.
He confirmed that he was.
“Then this conversation is over. I’ll be contacting my own attorney.”
That day, Sarah left without hugging me.
Jake also prepared to leave.
I stopped him.
“Tell me one more thing. Where is your mother now?”