She sat quietly beside me.
The same way she had when I was a child.
No lectures.
No advice.
Just presence.
Eventually I calmed down.
Then I noticed another document inside the folder.
A legal envelope.
“What is this?”
Her smile grew wider.
“Keep reading.”
I opened it.
Inside was a deed.
For a small cottage.
Near a lake.
Only two hours outside the city.
