Most importantly, I told myself that I was clever enough to protect my own interests.
On the fourth day, I called her.
“I’ve thought about your offer,” I said.
“And?”
“I agree.”
There was a brief silence.
Then Margaret replied, “Very well, Daniel. I hope you have thought about it more carefully than you sound.”
Within hours, her lawyers had begun preparing the wedding arrangements.
Everything happened so quickly that I barely had time to understand what was taking place.
Margaret selected a private estate for the ceremony, hired an event planner, and invited dozens of influential guests. My mother was given an elegant dress and a room at a luxury hotel for the days surrounding the wedding.
She was overwhelmed.
“Daniel, I still don’t understand how this happened,” she whispered as we sat together one afternoon.
I looked away.
“Sometimes life gives people opportunities, Mom.”
She reached across the table and took my hand.
