Nobody seemed interested in eating immediately.<\/p>\n
The ham was still on the counter.<\/p>\n
The rolls had risen beneath their towel.<\/p>\n
The Twins game continued in the living room, but nobody was watching.<\/p>\n
Rob picked up Pam's green notebook again.<\/p>\n
He turned to the final page.<\/p>\n
Fourteen thousand eight hundred and sixty dollars.<\/p>\n
He studied the number for several seconds.<\/p>\n
Then he looked at Pam.<\/p>\n
"How long have you been paying for all this yourself?"<\/p>\n
"Since Dad died."<\/p>\n
"Four years?"<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
"Why didn't we know?"<\/p>\n
Pam gave a small shrug.<\/p>\n
"You were all busy."<\/p>\n
Rob shook his head.<\/p>\n
"That's not an answer."<\/p>\n
"I know."<\/p>\n
He placed the notebook on the table.<\/p>\n
Then he reached into his back pocket and pulled out his checkbook.<\/p>\n
Rob was old-fashioned about money.<\/p>\n
He preferred paper checks and kept the checkbook with him even when he went to town.<\/p>\n
He opened it and began writing.<\/p>\n
Pam immediately noticed.<\/p>\n
"Rob, what are you doing?"<\/p>\n
He didn't answer.<\/p>\n
He finished writing, removed the check, and placed it beside the notebook.<\/p>\n
I could see the amount.<\/p>\n
Three thousand seven hundred and fifteen dollars.<\/p>\n
"That's my quarter," he said.<\/p>\n
Pam stared at it.<\/p>\n
"Rob, no."<\/p>\n
He looked at her.<\/p>\n
"You spent nearly fifteen thousand dollars taking care of Mom. I'm covering a quarter of that."<\/p>\n
"I didn't bring the notebook to collect money."<\/p>\n
"I know."<\/p>\n
"Then don't."<\/p>\n
Rob pushed the check toward her.<\/p>\n
"This isn't charity, Pam. You're our sister."<\/p>\n
She shook her head.<\/p>\n
He continued.<\/p>\n
"You carried things that should have been shared."<\/p>\n
Dean picked up his phone.<\/p>\n
"I'll send you my share."<\/p>\n
Pam looked at him.<\/p>\n
"Dean, please."<\/p>\n
He shook his head.<\/p>\n
"I don't have a checkbook like Rob. But I can transfer it."<\/p>\n
"That's not what I came here for."<\/p>\n
"I understand."<\/p>\n
Dean looked at the notebook.<\/p>\n
"But understanding what happened doesn't mean we leave you with the bill."<\/p>\n
He began calculating the amount on his phone.<\/p>\n
I remained standing beside the table.<\/p>\n
I hadn't moved.<\/p>\n
I was thinking about the January night.<\/p>\n
The frost.<\/p>\n
The five-percent gauge.<\/p>\n
The pink delivery ticket.<\/p>\n
And the way Pam had sounded on the telephone when she accused me of going behind her back.<\/p>\n
I had been angry with her.<\/p>\n
I still believed she had made a serious mistake.<\/p>\n
But I could no longer pretend she hadn't spent four years helping Mom in ways the rest of us had barely noticed.<\/p>\n
Rob stood up.<\/p>\n
He walked around the table and stopped beside Pam.<\/p>\n
Then he put his arms around her.<\/p>\n
I had rarely seen Rob hug anyone.<\/p>\n
He wasn't an emotional man.<\/p>\n
He showed affection by repairing things, carrying heavy equipment, and showing up when someone needed him.<\/p>\n
But that afternoon, he held his older sister tightly.<\/p>\n
"I'm sorry, Pammy."<\/p>\n
She began crying again.<\/p>\n
"I'm sorry we left you to handle all of it."<\/p>\n
Pam wrapped her arms around him.<\/p>\n
I looked away for a moment.<\/p>\n
Then I walked toward them.<\/p>\n
I had eleven weeks of anger to put down.<\/p>\n
And I knew I couldn't do it by pretending nothing had happened.<\/p>\n
"Pam?"<\/p>\n
She turned.<\/p>\n
Her eyes were red.<\/p>\n
"I owe you an apology."<\/p>\n
She shook her head.<\/p>\n
"You don't."<\/p>\n
"I do."<\/p>\n
I stood in front of her.<\/p>\n
"I should have called you that night."<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
I continued.<\/p>\n
"I found Mom in the chair. I saw the tank gauge. I found the delivery ticket. And before I knew what had happened, I'd already decided you were responsible for everything."<\/p>\n
Pam lowered her eyes.<\/p>\n
"I was responsible for the propane money."<\/p>\n
"Yes," I said. "But I didn't know the whole story."<\/p>\n
I took a breath.<\/p>\n
"I was frightened. I didn't want an argument while Mom was sitting in that cold room. But I should have talked to you before making up my mind about you."<\/p>\n
Pam watched me.<\/p>\n
Then she gave a small nod.<\/p>\n
"You were right to get the propane."<\/p>\n
"I know."<\/p>\n
"You were right to change the account."<\/p>\n
I looked at her.<\/p>\n
"But I should have spoken to you."<\/p>\n
She gave a tired smile.<\/p>\n
"You did what Mom needed."<\/p>\n
I stepped forward and hugged her.<\/p>\n
She held me tightly.<\/p>\n
For a moment, I remembered being children in that farmhouse.<\/p>\n
Pam had always been the one who helped when I got hurt.<\/p>\n
When I fell from the hay wagon, she carried me inside.<\/p>\n
When I got stung by a wasp, she sat beside me until I stopped crying.<\/p>\n
Her clothes used to smell like hay and laundry soap.<\/p>\n
Now they smelled like coffee and the hand sanitizer she used at the clinic.<\/p>\n
I held on a little longer.<\/p>\n
"Thank you for going out there," she whispered.<\/p>\n
I pulled back.<\/p>\n
"She's our mother."<\/p>\n
Pam nodded.<\/p>\n
Then she looked toward the table.<\/p>\n
"Can we please make sure this doesn't happen again?"<\/p>\n
That was the first thing we all agreed on.<\/p>\n
We finally sat down to eat around three.<\/p>\n
The ham had dried slightly.<\/p>\n
The rolls had fallen.<\/p>\n
The potatoes were still warm.<\/p>\n
Mom's kuchens were perfect.<\/p>\n
Nobody complained.<\/p>\n
After dinner, Dean found a legal pad in the kitchen drawer.<\/p>\n
Rob brought his checkbook back to the table.<\/p>\n
Pam placed the green notebook beside it.<\/p>\n
We began working out a plan.<\/p>\n
The propane account would remain under my name.<\/p>\n
The automatic keep-full system would stay active.<\/p>\n
Duane and the cooperative would continue monitoring the tank.<\/p>\n
Whenever a delivery was made, the bill would come to me.<\/p>\n
I would divide the cost among the four siblings and send everyone the details.<\/p>\n
Pam would resume contributing her share when Mark was able to return to work.<\/p>\n
Until then, Rob, Dean, and I would cover the difference.<\/p>\n
We also agreed to establish a shared bank account for Mom's everyday expenses.<\/p>\n
Prescription costs.<\/p>\n
Medical appointments.<\/p>\n
Hearing-aid batteries.<\/p>\n
Groceries.<\/p>\n
Repairs.<\/p>\n
Anything necessary for her care.<\/p>\n
Each of us would contribute one hundred dollars every month.<\/p>\n
Pam would manage the account.<\/p>\n
She knew Mom's needs better than anyone.<\/p>\n
But this time, all four children would receive the monthly statement.<\/p>\n
Dean suggested that we organize regular visits.<\/p>\n
Rob volunteered to come on the first Sunday of each month.<\/p>\n
He would bring groceries and check the property for repairs.<\/p>\n
Dean offered the third Sunday.<\/p>\n
He would bring his children from Fargo.<\/p>\n
He said they needed to spend more time talking with their grandmother instead of looking at their phones.<\/p>\n
I volunteered for the second and fourth Sundays.<\/p>\n
Steve said he would come whenever his work schedule allowed.<\/p>\n
Pam would continue visiting whenever she wanted.<\/p>\n
Rob looked at her.<\/p>\n
"You don't have to come every Sunday anymore."<\/p>\n
Pam gave him a small smile.<\/p>\n
"I know."<\/p>\n
For the first time, I saw her shoulders relax.<\/p>\n
She wouldn't have to be the only person watching the house.<\/p>\n
She wouldn't have to remember every appointment.<\/p>\n
She wouldn't have to pay every unexpected bill.<\/p>\n
We had finally made a plan that belonged to all of us.<\/p>\n
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