“Mom, please. We also got a warning from the electric company.”
“Then put it in your name and pay it.”
“We don’t have time for this!”
I looked at her.
“You’ve had four years.”
Grant stepped forward.
“You live off us and then pull this vindictive garbage?”
Something cold moved through me.
“I do not live off you anymore.”
“You have no house.”
“That does not make me your employee.”
Melissa began crying.
At one time, her tears could make me surrender before she even explained why she was upset.
Not anymore.
“Mom, you are destroying everything.”
“No, Melissa. I stopped holding everything together.”
She stared at me.
Then, in anger or panic, she said the words that opened another door.
“You don’t even know what happened to the money.”
