your mother stepped in and tried to fix everything.”
“Oh God.”
“She told Amelia that adults sometimes belong to different families.”
I already knew from Nora’s expression that it hadn’t worked.
“Amelia looked straight at your mother and said, ‘You keep telling Mom that family supports family.’”
I sank into a chair near the hallway.
Nora crouched beside me.
“Then Amelia asked why Aunt Lina didn’t have to support you.”
I stared at the floor.
My nine-year-old daughter had taken the exact argument my mother had used against me for
