
Dad recovered first.
“This is not the place.”
“You tried to pay Ben to marry Rosie.”
My mother glanced toward the doctor.
“Keep your voice down.”
“You planned to send her away.”
“You do not understand the situation,” Dad said.
“I understand every word of your agreement.”
“We were planning for her future,” Mom insisted.
“No. You were removing her from yours.”
Her mouth tightened.