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Chapter 3

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"Where is the card?" I asked again.

Dad sat down first. "Caleb, don't get worked up."

The moment I heard those words, my palms went cold.

"The money is gone?"

"No, it isn't gone." He quickly waved his hands. "We just moved some of it temporarily."

I turned to Mom. "How much?"

She avoided my eyes. "Two hundred thousand."

My ears started ringing.

There had been $216,000 in that account.

For five years, ever since I started working, I had transferred most of my paycheck to Dad every month after setting aside enough for living expenses.

When I first graduated, I had earned barely over $4,000 a month.

Dad had told me that young people were no good at holding on to money.

"I will save it for you.

"When you are ready to buy a house, nobody will touch that money."

He had even bought a special ledger just for this purpose. On the cover, he had written a few words: [Caleb's House Fund.]

Last year, when my account balance finally passed $200,000, Mom had been over the moon. She had even sent me a little bonus to celebrate. There were only a few words in the transfer note.

[Keep saving for your nest.]

I had never forgotten that.

"Who did you give it to?" I asked.

Mom cleared her throat. "Michael."

I stared at her.

She rushed to explain.

"It wasn't a gift.

"Michael's family just spent a fortune renovating their house, and Yvonne's wedding date got moved up. They suddenly had to pay for the banquet and jewelry all at once, and couldn't cover everything."

"When are they paying it back?" I asked.

"They will repay it gradually after the wedding," Mom replied.

"Where is the loan agreement?" I asked again.

Her eyebrows drew together. "He is my own brother. We are just lending each other some money. Why would we need a written agreement?"

My fingers curled tighter, one by one.

"Then what about the down payment on my house?"

"Talk to the seller."

"They only gave me three days," I said urgently.

"Then don't buy it for now." She said it so quickly that I could barely process her words.

Mom must have realized how much that hurt, because she immediately added, "It isn't like that is the only house on the market.

"I will help you find a better one next time."

I looked at her.

She had been with me the first time I went to see that house. She had complained that the kitchen was too small. She had been the one who praised the natural light. In the end, standing by the window, she had been the one to say, "You cannot put off getting a place of your own."

My throat felt as if something were stuck in it, but I could not bring myself to say anything gentle.

"Didn't you tell me," I said, "that once a young man entered the working world, he needed to build a career, start a family, and own a home of his own?"

Mom fell silent for a moment.

"I never said I wouldn't help you buy a house in the future."

"I'm talking about my money."

"Caleb." Her voice grew stern. "Do you really think I'd steal from my own son?"

Dad quickly moved over to sit beside me.

"Michael said he'd pay it back too.

"It is only a matter of time."

I shifted away from him a little.

"Then why didn't you ask me first?"

The room fell completely silent.

Mom opened her mouth several times, but in the end, she said only, "He came to me for help."

"And?"

"I'm his older sister." She looked at me. "How could I possibly have money in my possession and watch my own brother struggle?"

Suddenly, I understood.

It was not that she thought my house did not matter. It was not that she had forgotten those five years of savings.

It was just that whenever someone else came to her for help, she could not bring herself to say no.

However, when it came to me, she could.

Mom seemed uncomfortable under my gaze.

"Tomorrow is the engagement banquet. I will make things clear with Michael."

"Make what clear?"

"That the two hundred thousand dollars is a loan."

I stared at her. "Are you sure?"

She frowned. "When have I ever lied to you?"

The next morning, Mom even went out of her way to buy me breakfast.

A ham and cheese sandwich and a cup of coffee without sugar.

She had always remembered that I hated sweet coffee, even when I was little.

Before we left, she pressed the breakfast into my hands.

"I was too harsh with you yesterday.

"Don't take it to heart."

Then, she patted my shoulder.

"I will handle the money."

I lowered my head and, somehow, I believed her again.

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