And what I said was: “You could have said it yourself. Any time in seven years.”
He has known. Obviously he has known. He signed the same solicitor’s paperwork I signed in June of 2018.
He has stood in rooms and heard his mother say “we kept it in the family” and “we handed it on,” and he has let it go, every single time, for seven years, because correcting his mother in public is the single most frightening thing that man can imagine.
He said — and he was crying by then, which he does about once every four years — “I didn’t think you minded.”
And I said, “You didn’t think about it.”
Which is the true version and which he has since accepted.
Saturday. Everybody was very jolly and slightly careful. Sylvan came back and did breakfast, which was not in the plan and which he did not charge for, because he is a good man.