I remember thinking, Why is she here?
“I want to be upfront with you both,” Dad finally said. “I don’t want any secrets.”
That should have been my first red flag.
Laura reached for his hand. He didn’t pull away.
“I’ve met someone,” Dad said. “I didn’t expect it. I wasn’t looking for it.”
Robert frowned. “What are you saying?”
Dad hesitated. “Laura and I… we’re together.”
The room seemed to spin. I stared at him, waiting for it to be a joke. It wasn’t.
“You’re… together?”
“We never planned this,” Laura rushed to say. “Please understand. Grief just… changes people.”
Dad nodded. “We leaned on each other. We shared the same loss. Things just happened.”
My brother stood abruptly. “You’re telling us this three months after Mom died. Three months.”
“I know how it sounds,” Dad said quietly. “But life is short. Losing your mother showed me that.”
That line cut deep. I wanted to shout that she was the one who lost her life—not him.
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