My Mother

“Is it true?” she asked.

I was in the hospital cafeteria staring at a cup of oatmeal I had not touched.

“Yes.”

“Mom said Daniel faked the video.”

“He didn’t.”

“She said you’re trying to get money from her.”

I almost smiled. “She sent me a Venmo request while Lily was on oxygen.”

Rachel made a sound like she had been hit.

“How much?”

“Two thousand eight hundred continue reading …