Trapped between humiliation and homelessness
My father’s face drained of color as the weight of the request hit him. He looked from the notebook to me, his mouth opening and closing silently.
Doing this would destroy the social standing he had sacrificed his daughter to protect. He looked at the bank papers again, realizing the foreclosure was the only alternative.
He was trapped between humiliation and homelessness. He swallowed hard, knowing he had absolutely no leverage left.