She wiped her face. “No, Mom. It’s about putting the money where Grandma wanted it to go. Toward people building something.”
My mother stared at her as if betrayal had put on her daughter’s face.
“Brielle.”
Brielle shook her head. “I used that money to perform success. Harper would have used it to create something. That’s the truth.”
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