The 174 Payments My Son Thought I Would Keep Making

looked at me for a long moment.

“I hope so.”

At the time, I thought the medication was making him emotional.

Now I understood.

I opened the envelope.

Inside was a single letter.

My eyes moved slowly across the page.

Evelyn,

If you’re reading this, I am no longer there to explain what I should have told you years ago.

Benjamin is a good son when he remembers that he is a son.

But money has a way of changing people.

If you ever feel as though you have to purchase someone’s love, stop paying.

Love that requires a monthly payment isn’t love.

I stopped reading.

My vision blurred.

Richard looked away.

I continued.

Thomas had instructed Richard to create a separate investment account in my name.

It was protected.

Benjamin had no access.

The account had grown quietly for years.

And it was enough for me to live comfortably

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