I had told him over and over that nothing he'd said or done had caused it.
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Yet I'd never extended that mercy to myself.
"I thought the trip was important. And it was. But your mom wasn't really angry about one trip."
"What was she angry about?"
I chose my words carefully.
"She thought I was good at doing things for our family, but not always good at being with our family."
Noah frowned.
"But you're with us."
"I am now."
He kept looking at me.
I sighed.
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"When things get hard, I like fixing things. Work. Bills. Schedules. Problems. I like things I can solve."
"Mom isn't a problem."
"I know."
That came out almost as a whisper.
"That's what she was trying to tell me."
Noah glanced at Emma.
"She wanted you to stay."
"Yes."
"And you didn't."
"No."
I forced myself to continue.
