“Okay. I’ll come check on you in a bit and have housekeeping get a room ready for your mom.” “She can stay with me,” she suggests. “Not a chance. I get your mom needs some support right now, but you do too. We’ll get her settled somewhere tonight while I take care of you.” Tears roll down her cheeks. “No, babe. Don’t cry. It’ll be okay.” She shakes her head, sniffling. “I’m not crying. Well, I mean, I am, but not for the reason you think. All these years, I’ve only prayed to God for one thing. For someone to put me first. What you said just now made me realize my prayers have been answered.”
