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Her own words.
But, but, what are we going to do? I already told everyone to come. My uncle Elias already bought the plane tickets from Colombia. Griselda canceled her plans. Evely asked for time off from work. Those are their problems, not mine. I saw how despair began to replace the anger on her face
Marlen’s.
Her perfectly manicured hands trembled as she gripped the marble countertop, her knuckles white with pressure. “Susana.” Her voice changed suddenly, becoming syrupy and manipulative. “You know I’ve always thought of you as a second mother. You’re so important to me, to us.”
You enjoyed cooking for the family. I thought you liked feeling useful. Useful.
That word pierced me like a dagger. For five years I had believed that being useful was my way of keeping the peace, of securing a place in my son’s life. But now I understood that being useful had only made me a shadow in my own home. You know what, Marlen? You’re right. I like it.
To feel useful.
That’s why I’m going to be useful to myself for the first time in years. Renato chimed in again, his frustration now evident in every line of his face. Mom, this isn’t fair. You know we don’t have the money to hire Catherine for 25 people. The deposit on the new apartment left us without
They exchanged a guilty glance. The kind of look you share when you’ve just revealed something that was supposed to stay secret. “
Well,” Renato began, glancing down at his shoes. “We were going to tell you after the holidays. We found an amazing place downtown, three bedrooms, ocean view, gym in the building.” “Sounds expensive,” I remarked, keeping my tone neutral, though my mind was racing.
I suspect the answer.
Marl suddenly lit up, as if she’d found the perfect solution to all our problems. That’s why it’s so important that we have a perfect Christmas. My uncle Elias is very generous when he’s impressed, and my brother-in-law Enrique has connections in real estate. If everything goes well,