They explained they were hosting their fiftieth anniversary celebration at the Riverview Grand Hotel and had told everyone about their successful grandson. They offered me two hundred fifty thousand dollars and reinstatement into the family trust if I brought him to the party.
“You invented a grandson,” I said slowly, trying to process what I was hearing.
“We may have embellished,” my father replied, as if it was a minor detail.
Then my daughter walked downstairs and everything changed.
“Mom, who are they,” Sophie asked, looking between us.
“These are my parents,” I said quietly.
She stared at them and then said, “So you are the ones who threw her out when she was pregnant with me.”
My parents froze, and my father tried to recover by suggesting she could attend the party and pretend to be someone else. Sophie crossed her arms and said, “You want me to lie about my entire life so you can save your reputation.”
After they left, Sophie looked at me and said, “You are not actually considering this.”
“No,” I told her, “but I am not done with them yet.”