She had been helping people like me long before I knew what she had accomplished.
Then the attorney handed me one final document.
It was a sealed instruction Nora had left for the trustees.
She had requested that, once Lily was old enough, she should be invited to choose a charitable project to support.
The decision would be hers.
No one would be allowed to influence her.
And there was one additional condition.
The company was to preserve the engineering scholarship program regardless of who eventually managed its operations.
I looked at Grandma.
“She did all this without telling me.”
Grandma nodded.
“She never wanted you to feel indebted to her.”
I smiled through my tears.
“That’s exactly what she would say.”
That afternoon, I returned home and found Lily sitting at the kitchen table.
She was drawing a picture.
There were three people standing beneath a bright yellow sun.
