But then she turned to me and said, “After seeing what you did to your mother’s house… I’ve changed my mind. I’m giving it to her instead—and most of my estate when I pass.”Stuart exploded in anger and stormed out, slamming the door,
In the silence that followed, Martha reached for my hand and said, “You’ve been the most beautiful friend I could’ve had. No one deserves this more than you.”I cried—not just for the gift, but for the son I barely recognized anymore. It was a bittersweet moment… full of grace, and grief.