There it was. The piece I’d been missing for four years.
She saw the attorney’s letterhead.
“Daniel told you about the trust.”
Lisa looked away.
“Didn’t he?”
“Shortly before he died.”
“But he never told me.”
“Apparently not.”
The piece I’d been missing for four years.
“And you knew whoever cared for Walter could request money for his expenses.”
“With oversight.”
“And that’s why you wanted guardianship.”
“It’s not that simple.”
“Then make it complicated.”
With oversight.
“I needed money, Mom.” She started crying.
“For what?”
“My business was falling apart.” She wiped at her face. “Before Daniel died, he told me about Walter’s trust. I’d already asked you for help, and you said no.”
“So?”
Her voice broke. “So I thought the trust could save my business.”
Make it complicated.
I stared at her. “And all you needed was Walter.”
She sobbed harder. “I was desperate. I wasn’t going to steal it!”
“What were you going to do?”
“Manage it.”
“For yourself?”
I thought the trust could save my business.
“I would’ve put it back.”
I laughed once because I genuinely couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “Of course.”
“He’s nine! What does a nine year old need that kind of money for?” she snapped. “It was just sitting there!”
“It’s his.”
“I know that!”
I wasn’t going to steal it!
“Apparently you don’t.”
She went silent.
I let those words hang between us.
But the worst part of her confession was still coming.
“And now?”
Her silence answered me.
“You saw my accident as another chance.”
The worst part of her confession was still coming.
“Mom…”
“Another chance to get Walter. And another chance to get near his money.”
Lisa’s eyes filled with tears. “I never thought you’d actually drive that far.”
“You told me to use the old pair.”
“I thought you’d get behind the wheel and realize you couldn’t see properly. That you’d turn around, call me, miss the appointment, anything.”
You saw my accident as another chance.
