PART 2
“Mom, please don’t do this to us.” Those were the four words my daughter whispered into the phone. Not I’m sorry. Not What happened? Not even Are you okay? Just four words asking me not to expose what they had done. I sat perfectly still in Mr. Okafor’s office, holding the telephone against my ear. Across the desk, the branch manager watched me carefully. Brittany stood near the doorway, her face pale. “Sweetheart,” I said quietly, “I haven’t done anything to you. I’m simply asking why someone has been withdrawing my money while wearing my coat and using my identification.”
PART 3
My daughter, Emily, began crying.
“Mom, please. You don’t understand.”
“Then explain it to me.”
There was a long pause.
Finally, she whispered, “It was Brian’s idea.”
I closed my eyes.
Brian.
My son-in-law.
The man I had welcomed into my family eighteen years earlier. The man who used to call me Mom. The man who helped me carry groceries when my husband passed away. The man who had stood beside my daughter at their wedding and promised to protect her.
“What exactly was Brian’s idea?” I asked.
Emily sniffled.
“He said he needed the money temporarily. His business was having problems, and he didn’t want to tell me because he was afraid I’d worry.”
“Sixty-one thousand dollars is not a temporary inconvenience, Emily.”
“I know.”
“Did you know he was using my identification?”
She didn’t answer.
I repeated the question.
“Emily, did you know?”
Her silence gave me the answer.
I felt something inside me break, but I refused to let my voice shake.
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