He moved even closer. “She’s opening your purse.”
“I see it.”
“Granny… that’s your glasses case.”
On the screen, Lisa removed the case and slipped it into her handbag.
My stomach turned.
For years, I had confused refusing to believe the worst about Lisa with loving her.
I couldn’t do that anymore.
Walter whispered, “Why would she do that?”
“I don’t know.”
“Because she wants me?”
I looked at him. “She’s wanted you for four years.”
“Why?”
That was exactly what I needed to understand.
Before confronting Lisa, I went through Daniel’s papers.
Insurance.
Taxes.
Medical bills.
Then I found what I had been looking for.
I read the first page three times.
“Granny?”
I turned the papers facedown.
“You okay?”
“I think I just figured something out.”
“About Aunt Lisa?”
“Yes.”
“What?”
“Something I should’ve seen years ago.”
“What is that?”
“I’ll explain when you’re older.”
