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Since the two of you don’t have jobs or school, what’s your excuse for not seeing him?”
     
    “Oh, honey, I can’t watch him waste away like that,” her mother whined, fanning herself as if she was trying to hold back tears. “It’s too painful to see.”
     
    “Yes, it’s very painful, and the only thing that really eases his pain anymore is the love of his family. But I forgot, it’s all about you.” Susan couldn’t believe she was taking this tone with her mother, but she was tired of listening to the neurotic whimper of a self-absorbed head case.
     
    “Mom’s been having issues, and you know that,” Emma defended, putting an arm around the older woman’s chair.
     
    “Okay, let’s say I buy that. What about you? Why haven’t you been visiting Dad?”
     
    Emma’s face screwed up in disgust. “What makes you so self-righteous? What gives you the right to come in here and berate us for the way we handle things? Like you’re so much better! Acting out, spending time with that filth.”
     
    “That ‘filth’ is the man who’s going to help me make sure that Dad’s last days are comfortable, which is more than I can say for the two of you. Because you two can’t be bothered with a few minutes a day to get off your lazy asses and give Dad a little loving care, he’s got bedsores, hasn’t eaten, and is parched. But that’s going to change because that ‘filth’ has helped me arrange for private care until Dad passes.”
     
    Emma slapped both her palms on the table. “What gives you the right to make decisions without consulting us?”
     
    Susan mimicked her sister, standing and leaning on her palms, as she loomed over the two weak women she was ashamed to call her family. “What gives me the right is that I’m his daughter and apparently the only one who doesn’t want to see him suffer. You two are so busy worrying about watching him hurt that you don’t care if he does or not, as long as you’re not witness to it. I’m not going to stand for it.”
     
    She stood up straight and crossed her arms. “I’ve been the one on the outside of the family for a long time, and maybe I asked to be shunned, but now, I’m going to make up for my own mistakes, and the two of you can live your sad excuses for lives. Tomorrow morning, Dad’s being moved from the hospital to a place where he can be comfortable, and there will be a full-time nurse caring for him. Not that the two of you will bother, but if you want to see him, you’ll have to go through Jim or me—since we’re the only ones with keys. Once he’s gone, I’m done with the two of you. I can’t afford to put the effort into relationships with people who don’t give me anything in return.”
     
    “How are you paying for that?” her mother demanded. “Are you using up his insurance or retirement fund?”
     
    Susan stared at her, incredulous. “Is that all you can think about? The money? For your information, Mom, I haven’t touched a penny out of anyone’s pocket but my own. Don’t worry where the money comes from. I’m not using up your precious funds that are going to make you so happy when your husband finally bites the dust.”
     
    Emma stood, fisting her hands at her sides. “How dare you talk to her like that? At least she loved Daddy. You never cared! You were ashamed of him.”
     
    “And I made my peace!” Susan flung back. More quietly, she hissed, “And I’m not the one who killed him. I’m not the one who fed him liquor when he was already sick. But, I sure as hell am going to be the one who’s there when he takes his last breath because I owe him that.” She moved forward, stopping inches from her sister’s face, and she reveled in the way Emma cowered beneath her stare. “If you have any sense at all, you’ll leave your lying, cheating husband before it’s too late, get an education, and do something for yourself. Don’t follow the example of a woman who can barely tie her own shoelaces, and