My Father Married My Aunt After My Mom’s Death – Then at the Wedding, My Brother Said, ‘Dad Isn’t Who He Pretends to Be’

Three months after my mom’s funeral, my dad married her sister. I told myself grief made people do strange things. Then my brother arrived late to the wedding, pulled me aside, and handed me a letter Mom never wanted me to read.

I didn’t think anything could feel worse than watching my mom die.

I was wrong.

She fought breast cancer for almost three years. Toward the end, she barely had the strength to sit up, but she still asked me if I ate, if my brother, Robert, paid his bills on time, and if Dad remembered to take his blood pressure meds.

Even dying, she was parenting.

The house still smelled like antiseptic and her lavender lotion when we buried her.

People kept saying the same things.

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