She would not sit down at first. She stood in my hallway dripping rain onto the floor, still holding both bags, and when I asked again what had happened she told me she had left because they had asked her to sign something and she had refused. That was the piece none of us had seen.<\/p>\n
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Roland had not wanted a mother in his guest room. He had wanted her house. Three weeks of laundry and dinners and washing a boy\u2019s soccer kit had been the softening. The evening she ran, he had put a paper in front of her at the kitchen table, a listing agreement for her own home, and told her that since she lived with them now it made no sense to keep paying for an empty place, and that the proceeds could go toward the children\u2019s college funds.<\/p>\n
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