The Message From My Son That Forced An Impossible Choice – The Archivist

Drug me. Make me look incompetent. Use that POA to take over. And if that didn’t work, they were going to try again.”

Donna’s face crumpled. “I’m so sorry.”

“I don’t regret raising them,” I said. “But I regret not protecting myself more.”

She squeezed my hand. “You saved me first. When we were kids. I’m just doing my part now.”

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