I prevented it for years.”
She pointed at me.
“After everything I sacrificed for you?”
“You taught me my place, remember?”
I stood.
“My place is not beneath Jenna. It is not behind your bills. It is not inside a family where love is measured by how quickly I transfer money.”
I turned to Jenna.
“Your new house is your responsibility.”
She laughed.
“You think you’ve won?”
“No. I think I’m finished paying to lose.”
The investigation moved quickly.
Faced with the bank records and trust documents, Mom’s attorney negotiated
