He looked as though I’d slapped him.
Mom began crying again.
“I thought you understood how much we loved you.”
“I did understand. I just didn’t understand why I always had to remind you I was there.”
Neither answered.
Then Dad said, “What can we do?”
I took a breath.
“Start by not asking me to fix Kai’s problems.”
He nodded.
“And stop assuming that because I don’t shout, I don’t feel anything.”
Mom reached across the table.
I let her hold my hand.
It wasn’t forgiveness.
Not yet.
But it was a beginning.
Then Dad asked a question I hadn’t expected.
“Kevin, there’s something else. Kai said you helped him prepare the presentation for his promotion.”
I stared at him.
“Yes.”
Mom looked confused.
“What presentation?”
I sat back.
“Three months ago, Kai asked me to review a business proposal for a major client. He said he was struggling to organize the financial projections.”