” I replied.
My mother’s eyes sharpened. “Emily, honey, think about legacy. That house has been in the Whitfield family for decades. It wouldn’t be right for it to belong to just one person. Put it in both your names. Preserve the family.”
“No,” I said again.
This time the word landed like a door shutting.
My father’s voice cooled. “Fine. But don’t come continue reading …
