My brother left my two children outside in freezing weather while hosting a luxury New Year’s party with my money. The next morning, I sent Mom one text and his perfect life began falling apart.

At 2:40 a.m., another call came through.

Ross answered.

Then his expression changed.

“Dana,” he whispered. “It’s Jillian.”

I opened the line.

“You’re on the air. Who’s calling?”

“Hi, Aunt Dana. It’s Jillian.”

I smiled.

“Well, hello! What can we play for you?”

“I’d like to dedicate the next song to my dad.”

Across the glass, Ross sat completely still.

Jillian continued.

“He’s working tonight. I know things have been difficult, but I’m proud he’s trying to make things right.”

Ross lowered his head into his hands.

For