forehead.
“Mom, the house belonged to Susan’s father.”
Margaret narrowed her eyes.
“Belonged?”
Richard hesitated.
“And legally, it still belongs entirely to Susan.”
Margaret’s expression shifted.
“Entirely?”
“Yes.”
“Your name isn’t on the deed?”
“No.”
Silence filled the dining room.
For the first time in nearly two years, Margaret looked uncertain inside the home she had gradually begun treating as her own.
Susan didn’t feel triumphant.
She felt exhausted.
She thought about the property taxes she had paid from her personal account.
The new HVAC system.
The roof repairs.
The
