Brittany looked at her husband.
“Daniel, why is your mother offering us the basement?”
He stared at the floor.
“Can we talk about this later?”
“No,” Brittany said. “You told me we were getting the whole house.”
The room went strangely quiet.
I looked from Brittany to Daniel.
“What whole house?”
Brittany turned toward me.
“Daniel said you agreed to let us move in after Olivia was born. He said you were planning to stay with your sister.”
For a moment, I couldn’t speak.
“My sister Moira? Why would I move in with Moira?”
Daniel stepped forward.
“Mom, it’s not exactly what she’s making it sound like.”
“Then tell me exactly what it is.”
He glanced at the guests, several of whom were pretending not to listen.
“We shouldn’t do this in front of everybody.”
“You didn’t mind having everybody here without my permission.”
Brittany lowered the letter.
“Wait. Are you saying you never agreed to any of this?”
