“They’re moving in,” he said, with the casual tone someone might use to announce a furniture delivery. “Mom and Dad. Full-time.”
It felt like all the oxygen had been ripped from my chest.
I just stared at him, certain I’d misunderstood.
“What?” I breathed.
Linda tipped her head, putting on that artificial sweetness she perfected over the years. “We can’t leave family alone, dear. You wouldn’t want to be selfish, would you?”
