Chapter 17 - THE CALLOne evening, Margaret's phone rang.
David.
She hesitated before answering.
"Hello?"
"Mom."
His voice sounded different.
Older.
Calmer.
"I just wanted to tell you something."
"What?"
"I bought a house."
Margaret smiled.
"That's wonderful."
"It's small."
"Good."
He laughed.
"I know."
There was a long silence.
Then David said:
"I paid for it myself."
Margaret closed her eyes.
For the first time, she felt something warm in her chest.
Pride.
Not because he had bought a house.
Because he had finally built something without reaching for hers.
"I'm proud of you, David."
He became quiet.
"Thanks, Mom."
Neither said I love you.
They didn't need to.
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Some relationships heal slowly.
Sometimes healing begins with one honest sentence.
