“He is the reason I know how to work. He taught me to show up when people need help. He taught me how to fix things instead of throwing them away.”
I pointed toward the untouched table.
“When you called him and told him there wasn’t room for him, you weren’t protecting your parents’ comfort. You were telling him that their preferences mattered more than everything he has meant to me.”
Karen didn’t interrupt.
I continued.
“Your parents have spent years looking down on him because he worked with his
