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Part 1: Choosing Love When Approval Comes at a Price
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“Her name is Anna. She’s a nurse. She works nights at a clinic near the hospital.”
“She’s steady,” my mother said. “Responsible. Good.”
“She has a son,” I added. “His name is Aaron. He’s seven.”
The pause was subtle, but it was there. She lifted her glass, took a controlled sip, and recalculated.
“That’s a great deal of responsibility,” she replied evenly.
“She’s a wonderful mother,” I said quickly. “And Aaron is a good kid. He told me I was his favorite adult last week.”
“I’m sure she appreciates the support,” my mother said, her tone cooling. “Men who step in are… useful.”
