His eyes were a little redder than when he'd arrived. I had to go back to the sink or I was going to start to bawl. His words stopped me. "I stopped by the church today, Kate. Why didn't you tell me?" I turned to him, confused. "Tell you what? " "Why didn't you tell me that you've been paying for most of Bryan's care?" He let out an exasperated breath. "I agreed a long time ago to cover half, but you never told me that the bill had gone up over the years." "That's not fair. I tried. But every time I'd start to talk to you about it you'd change the subject or 'have to go, there's an emergency.' What was I supposed to do?" He shook his head and stared at the ceiling. His eyes were a little shiny in the light. "No wonder you went ballistic when I leased the new car. Six thousand dollars a month—God, Kate! I'm amazed you haven't already lost this place trying to cover that. I've been sending you, what, like eight hundred?" I shrugged, because I didn't know what else to do. "I've been managing." He snorted and stepped back to lean against the counter.
