Hearing my mother-in-law’s name made me tense.
« Eleanor has always been strange, » I replied.
My daughter frowned.
« I don’t get it, »
« That doesn’t sound like Grandma. »
« Maybe not to you, but Eleanor never liked me, » I said, staring out the window. « She thought I wasn’t good enough. »
« Huh… but maybe now is a good time to mend those bridges. »
I shook my head.
« She thought I wasn’t good enough. »
« You were a child. You didn’t hear the things she said. » I folded my hands in my lap. « Richard spent decades keeping the peace between us. I won’t undo his work now that he’s gone. »
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