part 4
PART 4
Alice woke before dawn.
She found Margaret sitting in the armchair beside the window, dressed in a cream cardigan over her pajamas, watching the street.
“Grandma?”
Margaret turned.
“I’m here.”
Alice hugged the stuffed penguin to her chest.
“Are you mad at me?”
Margaret crossed the room faster than her aching knees liked.
She sat beside the child and took her face gently in both hands.
“No.”
“Never.”
Alice’s eyes filled again.
“Mommy said grown-up things are private.”
Margaret swallowed.
“Sometimes grown-ups say private when they mean wrong.”
Alice thought about that.
“Am I bad for telling?”
“No, sweetheart.”
“You were brave.”
Alice looked toward the hallway.
“Are they coming back?”
“Yes.”
“Will they be mad?”
Margaret looked at her granddaughter, eight years old and already trained to monitor adult moods like weather warnings.
“That is not your burden.”
Alice whispered, “Mommy said if you lost the house, we could all live somewhere fancy.”
Margaret’s heart twisted.
“She said that to you?”
Alice nodded.
“She said you had too many rooms.”
Margaret looked around the bedroom.
White bedding.
Family pictures.
The lamp Henry bought her on their thirtieth anniversary.
Too many rooms.
As if memory needed square footage approval from the greedy.
“What else did she say?”
Alice hesitated.
Then whispered, “She said old people forget what belongs to them.”
For a moment, Margaret could not speak.
Then she reached for the phone again.
Harold answered immediately.
“She involved Alice,” Margaret said.
His voice changed.
“How?”
Margaret told him.
Every word.
Harold’s reply was no longer only attorney.
It was friend.
“Then we add child coercion to the file.”
Margaret closed her eyes.
“She is my daughter.”
“I know.”
“That does not give her the right to use yours.”
Margaret looked at Alice.
The child’s small fingers were still white around the penguin.
That was when Margaret’s grief sharpened into purpose.
For months, she had been defending herself.
Now she would defend Alice.
“Harold,” she said.
“I want the locks changed before they arrive.”
“They are already electronically disabled.”
“No.”
Margaret’s voice hardened.
“I want the hardware changed too.”
“Send someone now.”
Harold paused.
Then said, “Henry would be proud of you.”
Margaret looked toward her late husband’s photograph.
“No.”
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