After a family dinner, while I was cleaning up in the kitchen, my daughter-in-law leaned close and whispered, “You old witch, I only tolerate you because of my husband.” I laughed it off and replied, “Don’t worry, you won’t be seeing me anymore.” The very next day, I had the locks on the house changed and… – Reading Times

She announced that it was on the nightstand just like Skyler said. She glanced at me and told me not to touch her things next time because everyone needs personal space.

I nodded silently though a thousand replies screamed in my head. My personal space had been violated long ago.

This apartment was my property, and I was still paying the mortgage on it. I had let them move in after Phillip was laid off because I thought it would be temporary.

I thought it would be a year at most until they got back on their feet. Three years had passed.

I poured myself more tea and walked to the window. From the eighth floor, I had a sweeping view of the city and the distant hills.

Phillip mentioned that he and Melinda were going to a birthday party tonight. He asked if I would stay with the kids, but it was really a statement.