Mom had sent me a photograph of herself beside a new car.
New clothes.
Shopping bags.
I wondered where Mom suddenly found the money.
Now I knew.
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I walked to my car carrying Grandma’s birthday card.
I wondered where Mom suddenly found the money.
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I sat behind the wheel until my hands stopped shaking.
Then I made one call.
My younger sister Lena answered on the third ring.
We weren’t close.
That suddenly seemed important.
“Lena, I need your help.”
We weren’t close.
“What’s wrong?”
“But Mom can’t know beforehand.”
Silence.
Then she said, “Okay.”
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We met that evening.
I showed her the transaction date.
“When did Mom buy the car?”
I showed her the transaction date.
Lena stared at the paper.
“That week.”
“Did she say where the money came from?”
Her eyes moved to mine.
“Grandma.”
I went still.
“What?”
“Mom said Grandma left her some money.”
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“Did she say where the money came from?”
“Grandma didn’t leave her that money.”
I showed Lena the birthday card.
Then the old deposit slips I’d brought with me.
One thousand dollars.
Year after year.
Lena read them quietly.
“These were yours?”
“Grandma didn’t leave her that money.”
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“They were for nursing school. My future. Whatever I needed after Grandma was gone.”
“Does Mom know you know?”
“No.”
Lena took out her phone.
“What are you doing?”
“Calling Phoebe.”
