The balance was larger than the amount promised in the agreement.
“I invested some of it conservatively,” he continued. “It belongs entirely to her. Not me.”
“Then why sign?”
My voice cracked.
“Why put your name on something this disgusting?”
Ben looked toward the floor.
“Because your parents were planning to send her away.”
The words made no sense.
“Send her where?”
“A residential facility called Green Meadows.”
I had never heard the name.
He continued quietly.
“Your mother showed me the brochure before I proposed.”
I sank onto the tile across from him.
“She said you and Rosie were adults. She said Rosie would eventually become a responsibility neither of them wanted you to carry.”
“That isn’t true.”
“She said, ‘Cathy deserves a life of her own. We will not chain her to Rosie.’”
My stomach turned.
“I would never have abandoned her.”
“I know.”
“Rosie was not a burden.”
“I know.”
“They knew that.”
Ben’s face hardened.
