« Groceries went up. Electricity went up. Water went up. »
I glanced at the paper again.
« And the guest room? »
« We’re not made of money. »
He shrugged. « It’s still space you’re using. »
All the noise in my head just shut off.
***
For six years, Derek had called me Mom.
He remembered my birthday.
He drove four hours once when my water heater burst because he didn’t trust the repairman I’d hired.