Chapter 17 - Ripples from the Past
Although our daily life was peaceful and fulfilling, news from my extended family occasionally trickled through Heather’s phone calls. One Sunday afternoon, Heather rang me up, her voice tinged with reflection.
"Mom and Dad are still attending regular therapy sessions, Laura," Heather explained. "Mom has changed significantly. She doesn't dictate or compare anymore, but the isolation in that small condo is heavy for them."
I listened without a shred of malice or bitterness. Time and the law had restored balance. Forcing my parents to sell the Chestnut Hill estate to fund the equity buyout had been an unyielding lesson in accountability.
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"I'm glad they are trying to improve themselves, Heather," I replied softly. "But healing takes time. Our focus right now is simply on living our lives with peace and joy."
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