Chapter 18 - The Building With Her Name
Three years later, Whitmore Development completed a community housing project my father had dreamed about.
The board wanted to name it Mercer Place after him.
I agreed.
But inside the courtyard, we created a small scholarship program for daughters of construction workers pursuing finance, engineering, architecture, or skilled trades.
I named it the Lily Initiative.
At the opening ceremony, Lily—now a bright, fearless little girl—held my hand.
“Mommy, is that my name?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
I knelt beside her.
“Because somebody once taught me that girls should never be treated like they're worth less.”
She frowned.
“That's silly.”
I laughed.
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“Yes.”
Sometimes children understand in seconds what adults refuse to learn in a lifetime.
